I was living in Germany, in a small town called bObermohr/b. It is a typical small village surrounded by rolling hills and forest and lots of farmland. I recall standing on top of one of those hills one day and watching the wind blow ...
So back off to Obermohr I headed. On my last night with Dieter, he took me to the village Festival, also a compition between his and a nieghboring village.There were historical reinactments, battles in costume, and a castle siege. ...
