Left on the table.

 The red brick track known as the keyboard of the oxen (German: Ochsenklavier) is more exausting today, all those flat steps transporting the climber up those fifty metres more or less, up to the castle. Arrive at the top and walk to the corner of the moat, that is the touch point. Then walk around the inside of the castle, circle around, then leave by the gate, and still going around the castle wall see the stick man admiring the city from the viewpoint. Turn, undecided, then decide that it is better to go rather than to visit the second touchpoint and let the old man suspect that he is being stalked. It would be a strange and unfortunate thing to be known as a stalker of old men. The two women in red are also there, just turn the back and continue the path. At the parking space see that he has parked his car in a completely different place than the one he usually lets his car occupy. The usual space is quite empty. 

Walk around the rhea enclosure, see that the birds are all bedraggled in the rain. Meet the camera collector, and take the opporunity to thank him for his recommendation as to the repair of that fifty millimeter one point four lens which had a propensity for jamming when the focus was set near infinity. He is happy to hear that his advice had been followed. There are things to chatter about. Then he has to hurry on, his wife is waiting for him. And he still has his round about the park to finish.

Carry on with the walk, the steps to the Carrosahoehe are difficult today, but no bother,just take a few breaks. It is cloudy today, and there is some rain.

The usual walk take its ten-kilometre course, up along the river and to the café. The waitress is her absolutely charming self, and for the second time she forgets to take her money. Later, when she is on her rounds, remind her that she has left the price of a cup of coffee on the table.