That is, the evening meal, cold sweetmeats and bread and Nutella – perhaps you know it as Brotzeit, ‘like breakfast, only in the evening’, here in the Black Forest. Delightful… we didn’t sing Vespers beforehand, but next time I will try to remember a few suitable rousing prayers.
I tried to learn a bit of the local dialect from my hosts, but
everyone was laughing too hard when I managed a word or two. Thomas is a perfect gentleman; I couldn’t have hoped for more from my niece’s boyfriend.
More tomorrow from Berlin… that is, today from Berlin, after three days of fabulous conferencing.
Ive been in Berlin a long time, in fact, thinking this had already been
posted. However, it sat around for a few days first.
My heart goes outto Manila’s excrutiatingly wrong-headed posting interface, for facilitating this brief lapse in postage.
What a relief to know you are still alive.
Viel Spass in Berlin!
Berlin fehlt mir so–