it is further above sea level.

Monday April 2018
turn the mobile phone off, it is caroling the seaside melody as an early wakener. It is on a stand beside the bed now.

Slower, shave as every day, the shower head is new, and it has a different spray pattern.

Today is a day of lost things, no belt to be found, the keys are gone, it is all in disorder.

Monday morning, it is forecast to be a warm day, dress more lightly than usual

Monday, all those things that need to be done this week, and the things that could not be finished last week.

Oh well.

Run into an open door in the dark searching for the belt.

On the street, a dark haired very large woman wishes a cheerful good morning, Mutter in reply, oh yes, she is the one from

the discount bakery

Dolores at the bus stop, well muffled in her coat. A nod for a good morny today.

The lit up hotel opposite, on the other bank of the river isar, that tributary of the Danube, the one that flows from the Alps and then through Munich, Moosburg, onward through Landshut,

Past that hotel with the deserted breakfast rooms, brightly lit on these still-dark morning

No other sign of live in the hotel, hotel, There are no lights in the windows.

Either there are no guests, or none of them are awake yet.

The fluffy headed bog cotton man follows Dolores to the entrance of the bus s that has now arrived. He is followed by the teacher.

In front of the station the pigtailed smoker stands at the ashtray, smoking. He is alone today.

The chaos at the cafe has not let up at all, it is a shame that Anastasia is no longer there.

Let us hope that she has moved on to better

Things..

Before the train leaves Landshut today, dawn has broken, the train that arrived late has problems with its bad brakes, and

cannot roll out on time.

So that it is twelve minutes late.

And after it has left Moosburg, the landscape

is whitened with early morning frost.

Freising is a bit colder than Landshut,

it is further above sea level.