The view from Oma's balcony |
So, as we kept going around town, Mama
kept telling me stories of her childhood. And I tried my hardest to imagine what it must have felt like to live under Communist rule. How it must have felt to never see the Russian soldiers (only officers and their wives were allowed to talk with the German citizens), but to still know that, if anyone tried to do anything against the government, there would be hundreds of soldiers there in very little time. I guess that I'll never really be able to fully comprehend how it felt.Saturday afternoon, Konstantin, Jonathon, and I went to a flea market in the next village. And there they found this remote controlled boat! I thought it was pretty cool, too. So, we brought it back to Oma's apartment (which is right on the water at the harbor) and they had a lot of fun driving it around.
And what would a weekend on the sea be without a beautiful sunset? All day was nice and warm, about 80 degrees. Without any clouds! Before we went in to eat supper, Mama, Oma, and I went out to watch and wait for Jonathon and Papa to come in from sailing. It was just perfect! A wonderful way to end a wonderful weekend. Haha, even though we were still there for half of Sunday... I just tend to think of sunsets as the end of something.
And after another 4 hour drive, we were back home, safe and sound.
Today is Mathilde's birthday, so Oma is coming here to visit and for the party. But I'll write about that later. Cuz now Mathilde wants to play Sequence, and I told her I'd be there in a minute or two.
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