A trip home always involves at lest one day where you have to "get up at sparrow's fart". This time papa decided to visit the NATO base in Geilenkirchen. As we set off it seemed like very road we wanted to use was blocked with stau's of at least 2km, four hours layers we arrived and were told that I wasn't allowed to enter. Which is always a risk, but this was the first of a couple of stops on the route.
Next we decided to visit "family" and head over to Reindahlen. We had a bite to eat at the grill am markt (I had a gyros teller, I should have had an echtes rheiniches curry wurst), then we bumbled around.
I never realised how many roads, streets and plaza's were named 'Helena'.
Possibly named after this lovely lady?
The bustling village centre.
It's so cosmopolitan in Rheindahlen they even have tuk tuk taxis.
After lunch we made our way over to the Friedhof. I have very fond memories of visiting the cemetery over the years. As strange as it sounds, it is such a nice place to wander around.
It's just like a park.
Mum checking out whether Oma's grave is up for renewal. After 25 years you are able to either extend your plot, or allow it to be used by another occupant.
We have many versions of this photo over the years. After handling the old flowers, you're hands stink.
I have no idea what they have done to this poor tree.
Oma's grave - Herta Hees
My Onkel - Erich Hees
Another step along the road. We drove into Monenchengladbach, as we arrived a huge black cloud loomed over the horizon, we chose to carry on anyway.
Then the rain came, and it was torrential, once you get a bit wet, you may aswell just go with it. We were soaked.
We popped into the Borrusia Monchengladbach folen (foals) shop. We bought G.O and baby brothers christmas gift.
A picture of the city taken 30 years ago.
No comments:
Post a Comment