Yesterday I watched two Golfs (overrated German cars) getting it on. After the impact I carefully picked my way with the bus through the debris-field, while angry people stood in the middle of the road, shouting at each other. When I drove in opposite direction twenty minutes later, on a parallel road, we saw an ambulance standing in the middle of it. Who’d thought that early morning commuting is a kind of jungle-adventure-survival-test ?
Really missed something through all these years.
Today’s afternoon drive was very fast – I only realised the reason when on the road. I had heard in the news that a motorway roadhouse was closed by the police. They had called in the Sondereinsatzkommando – what a lovely German word.
Those policemen wear protective gear and use real weapons. The SEK is not called just for fun, but when stiff resistance is to be expected and the use of guns is realistic. They sealed off the complete roadhouse, parking area and all, right over this city. Drivers choose not to use the exit there, so the flow from the Autobahn drizzled out and we had only the local late afternoon commuting, without all the additional traffic that is caused by people using the local “Bundesstraße” as short-cut between two highways. Hence all went remarkably faster than usual.
Good so – the sun had a kind of noxious sting through the whole day, weather for headaches, I really was glad for a little less than usual traffic. There shall be some rain coming, it will be good for atmosphere, plants and soil. Two more days, than it’s a small vacancy.
Perhaps I’ll finally find my way into the cellar and dig for family documents !
* Test. 39 p. No more questions, y’er ‘onor.