straight up North 
Elbe beach
lunch break 
Lee probably calling his beloved wife Infrastructuring with Noel Elbe beach near Hamburg
grave mounds from the bronze age
The first night in my new, one person tent. My fear didn’t come true. If I have to “pinkeln” (pee) at night, will dog Tosca follow me, and then enter the tent again with dirty feet ? In case of rain that is not really nice. It was not raining, but grass shrubbery around us was sandy everywhere and that is not very pleasant with a dog on your sleeping bag. If she’s bored she gnaws everything within reach apart and if something moves outside the tent she jumps up and barks deafening inside my ear. Anyway, it worked out well, except for some competition for finding a place for the tent. I have a one person’s tent:. Very light (.800 gr) and not inviting for other sleepies, as some home might believe. We found the campsite slightly hippy-like. The boss with his thinning black dreadlocks, or was it extensions? And while everyone here in the North says ‘Hi’, here it was often a lingering pronounced “high.” One of the staff had a gray beard with very long hair and a long leather skirt. Another one was draped in a multicolored hippy sort of patchwork quilt. We should not fit in very well. Lee has a habit to check the servants in a friendly manner about the state of “die Liebe” (love life). We believe the answers usually remain open to much interpretation. Having eaten outside we quickly jumped into the puce. So did I with Tosca (for those who read this the first time: Tosca is my bitch, dog). She behaved very well.
The breakfast was used with a little music from the 60-70- ies. Only we thought we were tricked, even though we used other words: Milk, bread, slice of cheese, coffee etc. must be paid separately.
Due to the weather the atmosphere was supreme. It smelled good. Spring flowers, and sometimes when someone passed cycling, perfume.
Upon arrival at the Hotel Garni, Waldstr. ,Barmstedt the wet tents were hung in the bedroom. The “boys” had bought for my love, Tosca, Frolic chucklets, but I had already bought it myself. O.K., I will carry one kilo extra. They had bought fish chucklets. Do not eat it youselves, the man in the shop even told them. As one of the reactions to my blog was a comment about the turbulence of our masculine hormones during our talks, we took these comments very seriously and limited our discussion more to the world of men. After our sumptuous Turkish meal of just over 5 E someone proposed to go dancing on Saturday night. If only a polonaise. Someone had ever experienced that the first and the last person of the men’s polonaise in Club HomoLulu insisted: boys, close the circle! Yes, a joke should be, ha, ha. Luckily all three of us had tatziki with lots of garlic, because the beds are one next to the other. We don’t like to be smoked out by the other.
At 4 o’clock pm the weather changed. With the first rain appeared the first two swallows, but we thought that one swallow still did not indicate the beginning of spring.
Horrified I noticed that I was already 16 days ahead of my schedule and that might become much more.
I have to close, because besides myself my clothes need a wash. Tosca is under cover, ausrangiert. I have to work now.
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