Silent Sunday
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Student fraternities start out with great expectations and aspirations: The original idea was for students to form an alliance to fight for political goals, or more specific to aim for a unified Germany through the alliance of the many individual German states (similar the U.S.A. almost a hundred years earlier – who adopted this Latin aphorism for their state motto).

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The small winegrower village of Mußbach in the Palatinate has a Weinlage (smaller than a wine appellation but consisting of a number of vineyards) called “Eselshaut” (skin of an ass). The name is supposed to relate to the grass growing around the vines and which was harvested to feed the donkeys.

Images of donkeys abound all over the town in crests and emblems and sculptures. I found this red one particularly asinine … fetching.

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These three doors are the entrance of the Herschelbad in Mannheim, a public pool built in the early part of the 20th century.

When I was three years old I contracted whooping cough. At the time, the treatment consisted of symptomatic relief, and caregivers were advised to let patients into fresh air, preferably sea or mountain climate.
We neither had close to us but for six weeks my grandpa put me on his shoulders and walked up these hills until we reached the castle on the left, quite a lot of steep paths through the thick forest in wonderful, healthy air.
He was indefatigable.