Pausing en route to Hungary with some very old friends from student days in East Germany 1971 (old in every sense) here’s experimenting with a very brief pictorial post using Jetpack on my mobile (nerdy web builder reference there).
With some captioned photos reflecting how very English German continues to become.
A new flag for our trailer – hopefully the only thing we forgot. Overnighting as we will also will.Clever one. Bay Watch reference…German beer but English vibesDiscover being the only nod to German…New Hot Shit. You read it right.Dein Lifestyle. Your Lifestyle
The wonderful Gutsfelds, with whom stayed so often during my journalistic years going back over half a century now. Lake behind is repurposed old Baggerloch just outside Leipzig, as the Germans delightfully call a disused quarry, here for lignite which muckily powered old East Germany.
Jürgen and the very much fancier and newer boats of Leipzig’s academic rowing club, where we met and rowed together 54 years ago.The Bootssteg. And water spectacularly cleaner than in the polluted GDR days.
And a few more added for fun now we’re further into the journey, from a spot with good internet.
The Johannis Cemetery in Dresden where Jutta’s father’s ashes, his first daughter (died of diptheria there in 1944) and his grandfather, brother and family are buried.The grave, now managed as listed monumentAmusing how on neighbouring graves good, upstanding members of late 19th Century German society would be commemorated for their professions, not just their family connections. Here one a soap boiling master (yes, really), and the other a lawyer.The full grave head, the men all marked with their professionAnd here, two Herren noted for their immortal contributions to plumbing
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