Freedom Part Two

I know of freedom (see last post, and yes, I visited Berlin and had to pass East-border, once per bus, once with private car, ohhhh, scary!).

 

We had a car in Australia, twice.

We drove off. Enough time on our hands, little money, but we were young.

Sadly no internet back then, we missed sooooo ... sooo darn much!

(1995 and 1999, both times, sadly)

The "Lonely Planet" we had, as in paper.

Helped a lot - yet... we missed too much.

Enough water? Yupp. Enough gas? Enough food, Pepsi? And some beer? Yupp. OK, off we go!!! Slept in the car, had our home with us, always.

This car was our dear home. 

In German cars are male, and he was the best.

I always felt safe.

 

Every now and then I sat down, wrote a letter to my family. Over say... a month every time. 

Here a few words, there some others.

 

Pinning where we are.

 

Sent it to Germany, was there 4 weeks later.

No one would´ve found us if anything bad´d happened.

Two weeks ago my Bro told me that my Dad feared my life every day.

Do you think he ever told me? My Dad?

When I came to visit he reached out.... his hand. Like to a business partner. Never a hug.

My Brother always hugs me big, just saying.

And now.

We´re all stuck.

I cannot even visit my family.

Where has freedom gone?

We are educated people and should know better. DISTANCE (and hugs with family!!! Last time we did this, there is TRUST, yes, TRUST versa SCIENCE, I know, but we´re all fit and healthy).

Herpes. Ingo had it, Bro had it. I shared glasses and bottles with both and never got it. Nieces kissed me, YIKES, I´m still not dead yet!

OK, not funny.

But back to science: It´s a virus, too, and likely everyone has it - an outbreak might come or not.

I´m not in the risk group for Corinna. Big Niece is (diabetes I), but she´s a fit 10-year-old.

I miss them all so much, last time was summer 2020!!! AGES ago.

Freedom.

 

It´s kinda gone, freedom.

Henry 🦁...

We´re stuck in so many ways. There is not only Corinna... Ingo´s health doesn´t allow real freedom anymore, either.

But, Tom made me homesick with his Hawaiian-pics, I might show you more of our travels...