That Ends Well

“I want to go home. I hate it here.”

“OK, no problem. I do feel relaxed and fresh already, so we might just as well stop losing our way, avoiding occasional cars, ignoring forest facilities selling sausages on sausages with sausages and go home.”

“Yes, please. I hate hiking paths that aren’t marked or presented well enough. And us having returned to the starting point instead of having seen the Schillerwand is … stupid. Let’s have some of your noodles at home instead.”

I don’t think we are ever going to go hiking around Pirmasens again. But I did get nice photos of a most beautiful sandstone rock formation … the only one we encountered, though the brochure promised three. 🙄

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