Helma dropped Maren and I off back were we used to live in Kronshagen. We walked to school and just went inside. At first we just looked around until our teacher, Herr Martensen, showed up. Not sure he immediately recognized us. But after a few minutes we were talking about "back then". He didn't have much time since he was on his way home.
Dörte met us at the school and along with her daughters we headed out to Friedrichsort and had lunch right by the light house. Not sure what the girls were thinking about us reminiscing about 30 years so and giggling like teenagers lol.
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