There's lots to tell and I'm sure Patricia will add an entry when she's ready too, but for now she's busy going through her old things with her mom.
Momentos from childhood, books long forgotten, pictures, CD's, letters, clothes she just can't part with.
Things that take her back to a simpler time. So as Patricia and her mom look through box after box of old things Christoph, her father Freidrich and I went for a walk through the woods to Friedrichshutte.
Friedrichshutte is an old travelers' Inn where the Brother's Grimm penned some of their tales. They journeyed through the German countryside gathering stories and stopped there to rest.
They watered their horses, ate and drank, slept for the night and as I'm told sat under a tree outside and wrote.
That's where we walked to. We lunched on Schnitzel and Bratwurst and Beer. It was a good German afternoon.
The hike through the woods was pleasant, maybe three kilometers long, with a view of the villages below, green, green fields, the blue sky above and the ever present waft of hay floating through the air.
But now we're on our way to the airport and will be back in Vancouver tomorrow.