or panem et circenses Last on the camera SD-card: Where German bakers go to learn more about baking bread. Last on the phone SD-Card: Where a German child left their fire engine. Last on the Card in September
or panem et circenses Last on the camera SD-card: Where German bakers go to learn more about baking bread. Last on the phone SD-Card: Where a German child left their fire engine. Last on the Card in September
I tried to light a fire. I really tried. I failed. The wood was wet. My neighbours objected. The local by-laws wouldn’t allow it. And then there were children. Lighting a fire. Much better at it than I ever could be. No “light a fire” … Continue reading I failed.
has raised its prices. It used to be 70 cents per adult (with or without a bicycle), now it’s a full Euro. And for a car it’s 2 Euros now. You can reach Neckarhausen from Ladenburg via the bridge but it will add one-and-a-half kilometre to your journey. And it will take away about 10km of fun.

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It is closed now but the windows still display a small crown on top of the painted frame and the sign, a wrought-iron crown still hangs outside. Monday Window
I see faces … in this case: I see a skull. This is the flower of an aristolochia macrophylla or a Dutchman’s pipe. Weird enough when they are in full bloom and even worse when they are deadheads (sic!) this one really looked at me. … Continue reading Alien Alert
At the outset of our annual town festival the mayor and other dignitaries as well as the wine princesses of the region gather on the balcony of the old town hall. The mayor gives a speech and everybody waits for the cannon to fire from the nearby castle. Once the shot is heard the mayor asks the crowd below: “Wem is die Kerwe?” and the crowd bellows: “Unser!!!” – and four days of revelling can commence.
Translation: “Whose Festival Is It?” – “Ours!!!”

Double-gedippt (sic!) for FOWC with Fandango: Outset
and Ragtag Daily Prompt: Festival

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The underpass started out like most underpasses: Grey, naked, and boring. Then sprayers took over. Some stuff was good, some wasn’t. Then taggers started to spray over it and pretty soon it looked like many underpasses do: a filthy mess. The town council decided to … Continue reading The Town Council Was Fed up