bad

 Start the engine, back the car out of the parking spot, taking care to let those using the road pass first. Take the road to it's end and then do a turn, to drive down the mains street to the traffic light. This is a drive without there being any particular place to go and nobody to visit or anything. Just to drive anywhere out of rage and because of a certain loneliness at home. Work had given a certain direction to activities, that is gone now. There is no direction any more that is dictated by others, there is just complete freedom.

Take the car out of town, take the road to Regensburg. It is not that there is any particular reason to go to that town, it is just a direction to be taken, much the same as any other direction to take.

On the road there is a building site, and, because of the heavy traffic, a traffic jam. Take the first road away and go to a small town. It is called Bad Abbach, and surely it cannot be bad. There is the usual agglomeration of large hardware stores and supermarkets and electrical stores and then the town itself. It is strange, but it does not appear to exist at all. Find a parking spot close to the centre and go to a nearby cafe. They have a special offer of coffee and a piece of cake. So go in to the shop, get a tray with the order and sit down. The cake is not particularly good plum cake and the coffee is machine made push button stuff. Look around, this is like a really ugly suburb. 

A group of cyclists arrive, they are all getting on in years, they are all equipped with electrical bicycles. One of them leans his bicycle on one of the tables of the next door café, immediately the proprietor is there telling him to take his machine elsewhere. He is probably upset that he is not getting the business himself. Then the group of locals at the next table start shouting at the cyclists that they cannot leave their bicycles standing in the street, because there are other cyclists and that there are proper cycle stands over at the junction. Then they start talking loudly among themselves about cyclists and telling each other that they are not being ureasonable.

They are not friendly.

Share a few crumbs of the cake with the small wrens that arrive. They are very brave, they take the crumbs of cake directly from the fingers, keeping a close eye on the human activities all the while.

Maybe they are not brave, maybe they are just hungry. And maybe the people are just mean and self-important and not really unfriendly.

That was all a disappointment, go back home. It will be necessary to do other things to escape boredom.