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Camp Three, Day Four: An Outpouring of Gratitude

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June 16, 2023, Bellemont- Chef said it is the first time she has ever received a written statement of thanks from campers. I also got one-which complements a similar statement from those sheltered at Watsonville, earlier this Spring. These reflect the love we felt, and as Paul McCartney once sang, in an entirely different context-” And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.”

The women and girls awoke early; the boys and men were a bit more casual in doing so. Once things got rolling, though, everyone had their bags and items on the ramada- and the buildings were spotless by 10:30. A lot of food was left over, so those of us who will tend to a mountain of bagged refuse, next Monday, will be in good stead. So, too, will the people to whom I help serve food on Monday evening and the chef’s ravens-(they remember a generous human, and will accept food that people can’t).

It is one of the nicest series of activities in which I have ever taken part. This year is shaping up to be one of those in which my true nature is coming forward-and being openly appreciated helps in that regard. Long may this continue, even if there are occasional setbacks and tribulations.

An Eastward Homage, Day 33: The Frankfurt Boomerang

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June 28, 2014, Frankfurt-am-Main-  I awoke at 6 AM, on this bright Saturday morning.  PentaHotel has amazingly comfortable beds, and an exquisite breakfast buffet.  (There were all food groups, not just the breads and pastries you see here.) See, it’s not just Americans who like grand portions. 🙂  We could all learn to distribute food more equitably- and if there were these types of meals in small villages, around the globe, we’d feel better- though we’d also have to work harder to burn unwanted fat and excess calories. That work could be service-related, and we’d have a better world in that way, as well. (Photo courtesy of http://www.hotels.com)

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I left Gera, promptly at 9 AM.  The train to Frankfurt involved only one stop this time, at Erfurt.  It was, I’m told, a special Saturday train- not to be missed, without a penalty.  Ja,voll, Herr Kommandant!  So I made it back to Q Green Hotel, the first place I stayed in Europe, and was given a 6th Floor Suite, as a token of Melia Group’s appreciation.  For those who have forgotten, Q Green looks like this. (All remaining photos courtesy of ME!)

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The rest of the day involved: No laundry (Launderettes in Germany close at 8 PM, Friday and reopen at 8 AM, Monday.);  a light meal at a kebab place, and a walk around the periphery of Frankfurt Messe.  This undertaking took me past a parade of Working Girls, up over a short Autobahn, through several deserted, but perfectly safe parking lots and along der Messe’s west side, where a couple of billboards in German, and in Portuguese, pierced the horizon.  I ended up in a familiar neighbourhood, with such streets as Funckstrasse to remind me of my locus.  Note: What looks like a B with a tail is really pronounced ss.

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Once back at Q Green, I took in the rest of a World Cup match, and was actually happy when Germany took it all, a few days later.  The next day, Sunday, I would head for the airport and back to North America.