Cross the busy trunk road to get to the shops. It is pouring rain in a steady downpour, it started about half an hour earlier and there are still three kilometres to go until todays walk is finished. Put on the mask and go into the drugstore, the place that will sell you anything but drugs. They have umbrellas, and buy a small black one.
After that, it is possible to continue the walk along the river called Isar, all the way up to the town.
Sit down outside, the waitress in the café insists on putting a cushion on the seat. She is right, it is more comfortable.
She brings out the coffee, and gives a cheerful "bis Morgen". She is a cheerful person, even if the weather is bad for business.
Perhaps tomorrow will be better.
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