DRY THE RIVER

This time Katrin and I arrived at our destination without having too much trouble. Only taking the wrong road once and realizing our mistake after only a few hundred meters didn’t cost us too much time (which has been quite different in the past). We drove through endless fields of canola until we parked the car near a little forest.

Alongside the forest there is a little river called Pöppelsche, as Katrin remembered from her early childhood. Unfortunately this was like nearly two decades ago, so when we finally found “the river” we in fact just found a desiccated stream bed. And that kids is how we both had our first picnic in a dried river.

The way back to the car was even more beautiful and made us feel like wandering through a fairytale.

BONUS: THERE WAS A DOG DIRECTLY RUNNING TOWARDS US!

 

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