Village

We went to buy food and drink for the journey to Frankfurt tomorrow. When we came back to Ingo´s car there was another car parked right in front.
The motor was running and there was no one near by!
We could have easily hopped in and drive away!
Ingo reckoned the driver probably went in to do some shopping or might be at the stand where you get hot chicken take-away.

Either way. We could have taken the car. Ingo: "This is village".

Certainly it wasn´t such a car as shown above. It was an old one and certainly closed; we are down to 6 °C...