Nothing like Father’s day for a girl’s day out.
That is what we thought.
We met to go to a “cozy family barbeque” on a homely farm, which turned out to be a mass gathering for 300+ people, all trying to get that last piece of strawberry pie …
So we fled to the forest, got lost in the woods, found a witch house, got a lesson from an expert in how to raise frogs, got lost in the woods again, found a not-so-secret water fountain, and finally returned to Frankfurt to chill at the hidden Schwedlersee. Thank god they let me in with the dog, which usually is not allowed. But Hunter had passed out already after a day’s worth of lake swimming and stick searching and was nothing more than a happily sleeping bundle of joy in my arms. He looked so innocent – he even got an invite to come back.
It was a most wonderful day.
Walking home that night took us through the lesser known part of town – through the deep guts “behind the scene” commercial area: where thick black blood flows and the smallest vehicle you will see has 16 wheels. 45min amidst construction sites, railways and container trucks, when, all of the sudden, there was a small circus in the middle of all that deserted nothingness. Like a tiny and utterly surreal island of colorful light with not a living soul to be seen. Instantly, Quentin Tarantino’s “From Dusk Till Dawn” came to my mind – but there was this huge fence separating us which made it impossible for me to check the theory.
