27 August 2007

 

morning traffic passengers

We had an appointment at the new appartment at 8 o'clock. This meant that we had to be on the bus at 7:09 in order to make it on time. The 7:09 bus is packed with people going to work, lots and lots of school children and strange - 6 legged - stowaways. I just hope that the little fellow didn't get stomped to death by the horde of giggling girls. (I now fully understand why Brigitte always said that pubescent tenage girls should be shipped to an abandoned island until they are through puberty. My father commented this dryly with: "At least pubescent girls are occupied with each other in contrary to boys of that age." I imagine he knows what he is talking about.)
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From the new appartment the university is a 10 min. walk away (through the woods, the old appartment is on the opposite side of the woods and hill as the univerity and the new appartment) - or so my father said... Knowing that my father lacks all sense for time and direction I had prepared and packed food, water and my mobile phone, and followed him jauntily into the woods. At every crossroad my father stared in all directions, cleared his throat and confidently pointed: "This way!" I knew that he was lost when he said that he would make me a hot cup of coffee at the university. Luckily we ran into a nice young man who also was on the way to the university and offered to show us the way. We chatted the whole way, so I doubt very much that my father memorized the way, but I am sure he will learn it sooner or later. ;-)


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