A short weekend led me to a long week of work. And, seriously. Do not ever try to learn German if you aren't aware of the risks it may entail. The only significant thing in this week was working on the improvement of my level in this language. I was able to learn more about the other inhabitants of the house, specially Bride. On Friday, I was able to visit a modern art and music museum in Frankfurt with Jack of Spades, who is terrible at driving and almost killed us both. The museum tour was good enough to make me forget how bad he drove, just to be surprised again on the way back, which led me to ask any existant force in nature to kill me quickly before that man did.
After this ill-fated road trip, a quite remarkable weekend appeared before me. I went to Nürnberg along with The Man and Greywife to visit some of their family and to attend a bards' festival, where people from all over the world sang their ballads, which told stories of tough lives and human behaviour.
And, finally, the last week came...
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