long weekend in a mountain field (near Berlin), Thursday, 10.2. Until Monday, 14.2., Part 4 / 4
Only a small walk through mountain field, bought food for the journey, one last crows encounter with the train to the airport. Although we should ban all domestic flights because of me, I agreed this time to fly rather than travel by train. The train trip to Gladbach Berlin is always complicated, more expensive and longer (in the nineties there was a continuous inter-regional train). Knowing what a blooming way from the usual hassle, I have no objections this time, R time and money arguments, even when flying an environmental mess, and (because of my fear of flying), a nerve-wracking affair. At least I got it relatively quickly behind me. During ascent we had a loud suit carrying, armed with Mobiltelef and notebook business travelers separate seats, this time we sit with enough legroom in the front row next to each other.
A rumbling term flight. The plane turns a round of Berlin, although I know not always know where we are, there is much to see. Then a closed cloud cover that opens only on Westphalia again. In the wet, dark water areas as the country lit golden treasure island, illuminated by the sun warm. Lauter jewelry polished smooth, shiny surfaces, rich serpentine gold chains and belts. Then again, clouds. The Ruhr area in prosaic gray. Ships, trains, cars. The cleared areas of dismantled steel mills, deciduous slopes and sparse woods. Privately owned homes, business parks, suburban Nutzlandschaften. Welcome to the Rhineland. Where are waiting at home my broken bike and collapsed on my PC.
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