Wednesday, 14 July 2010
"Do people actually LIVE here, John?" he'd ask "Where are these 60 million people I've read about"
It got to the stage that we'd hold our collective breaths as we drove through yet ANOTHER deserted village, dodging the tumble-weed and then wordlessly cracking up as we hit the "You're are now leaving Menschenleerdorf. Drive carefully"
Thought of him the other day. (Think of him most days, actually....)
It's 9am on a Saturday, it's already 30ºC (that's 86º in feet and inches) and the place looks as if a neutron bomb has just been dropped.
Deserted, apart from a tram.
Heading up the Gaustrasse and out of town.
Not many folk on the market, either.