foolfillment: the blog

Your ideas not forthcoming, some answers : Triberg was the town we stayed in, it is the home of Germany’s highest waterfalls and we couldn’t get out of the train because the doors were (of course) locked.

We spent one night in Triberg then braved the trains again and made our way to Furtwangen where we found out that the bus we wanted to get didn’t run that day! Enough to make a man weep, but I didn’t though, I was just really grumpy untill we scrounged a lift from some nice lady who was in the tourist information office. Eventually we made it to Gasthaus Michelhof and set up camp for the next few days. After all our troubles with prison style trains and elusive youth hostels and disappearing buses we decided the best course of action was to not move untill we had somewhere firmly booked to go to. We read and did puzzles from the magnificent Puzzler magazine (an inspired purchase that kept us sane, I can naturally take the credit for buying that one) and were made comfortable by other overly generous campers.

Now, because nobody won last time, the prize rolls over. The person who answers this question correctly wins a romantic trip for two on the Paris Metro, what could be lovlier? That’s not the question by the way, this is: What is the correct response, when you are sitting eating cheese sandwiches with your girlfriend in a tent in Germany and a sweet old lady comes over to your tent, deposits EURO10, squeezes your girlfriend’s cheek says something beyond your comprehension of the german language and trots off back to the restaurant?

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