9 February 2018
Bus drivers standing in Yorma's cafe at Landshut railway station, ordering coffee. There is the bus driver who had just taken the fare at the Theater in the city! They are all happy and cheerful, on their five minute coffee break. They probably come in every day. They are all in a hurry, they have timetables to adhere to.
The dark haired young woman with the mole on her chin, the young man with the bald head and the beard are both at work serving in the cafe today. Nobody needs to wait for a long time, they are both very efficient.
Two men start talking in some Slavic language at a table next door, an older man and a boy, both in workman's clothing. There in nobody else in the cafe today, the waiting room is empty, but for these three people. The older Slav is lecturing the younger one on something, going on and on about whatever it is.
The service crew in the cafe is joined by the young woman with the black-rimmed glasses, she has arrived late today, but is just in time to experience the influx of people from the small train from Rosenheim. Time to get up and go to platform number six. There are not many people travelling today, it is a tine at carneval madness now, people are up partying all night, taking time off for the rest day, and the week thereafter.
Go to the platform, board the train, write these notes at a table in the carriage, the train leaves Landshut, and ten minutes later it is in Moosburg, a small town with a railway station. A three-storey parking house is placed directly by the tracksthere, the cars are visible inside. It is not filled yet, but later on in the morning there will not be a single place available there.
The train rolls on through the pitch black countryside. On the seat at the other side of the carriage there is a red haired young woman with a moss-green hooded parka, looking at her mobile telephone, her face illuminated palely by the, light from the screen of this device,
And now the train will reach Freising, there will be the short walk to the next platform, downstairs-passage- upstairs. Platform three in Freiing. The next train to Neufahrn. Then the bus to Garehing. Two hours after having woken, two and a quarter to be exact, be at work, take care of the day.
Bus drivers standing in Yorma's cafe at Landshut railway station, ordering coffee. There is the bus driver who had just taken the fare at the Theater in the city! They are all happy and cheerful, on their five minute coffee break. They probably come in every day. They are all in a hurry, they have timetables to adhere to.
The dark haired young woman with the mole on her chin, the young man with the bald head and the beard are both at work serving in the cafe today. Nobody needs to wait for a long time, they are both very efficient.
Two men start talking in some Slavic language at a table next door, an older man and a boy, both in workman's clothing. There in nobody else in the cafe today, the waiting room is empty, but for these three people. The older Slav is lecturing the younger one on something, going on and on about whatever it is.
The service crew in the cafe is joined by the young woman with the black-rimmed glasses, she has arrived late today, but is just in time to experience the influx of people from the small train from Rosenheim. Time to get up and go to platform number six. There are not many people travelling today, it is a tine at carneval madness now, people are up partying all night, taking time off for the rest day, and the week thereafter.
Go to the platform, board the train, write these notes at a table in the carriage, the train leaves Landshut, and ten minutes later it is in Moosburg, a small town with a railway station. A three-storey parking house is placed directly by the tracksthere, the cars are visible inside. It is not filled yet, but later on in the morning there will not be a single place available there.
The train rolls on through the pitch black countryside. On the seat at the other side of the carriage there is a red haired young woman with a moss-green hooded parka, looking at her mobile telephone, her face illuminated palely by the, light from the screen of this device,
And now the train will reach Freising, there will be the short walk to the next platform, downstairs-passage- upstairs. Platform three in Freiing. The next train to Neufahrn. Then the bus to Garehing. Two hours after having woken, two and a quarter to be exact, be at work, take care of the day.
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