Picture postcard pretty, but it's time to go home. The landscape is all rain-washed green on the short train ride north to Saarland.
And now I'm walking up familiar stairs, hearing our local woodpecker and dozens of spring-happy warblers. Saarbrücken is definitely a more relaxed pace. But wait - what's lurking around the door? Is it ... nooooooo#/*$&!
1 Kommentar:
I like your writing and most of all, you're sense of wittiness. It puts a contrasting perspective to my bleaker tone of a blog. I hope you don't mind if I link to your blog as it gives me (or anyone who cares about my whining about life) an outlet of humors to read about life there in Europe (I like your "Le French" humor, the stalking backpack, and your friend, the avocado). Oh yeah, I "stole" your cartoon picture,too. I hope you don't mind.
---A reader of good humor
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