Phonebooths and horse cakes
So today we had a nice family walk in the Parforceheide, a very typical thing to do in Germany on a Sunday afternoon. Go to any park on a Sunday afternoon and you will find it full of Germans walking about or making bike tours. In the west it is also typical that after your walk you go for coffee and cake, but this apparently is not typical in the east, because there are no coffee and cake places nearby. Rainer makes sure to complain about this every Sunday.
During today’s walk, we happened once more upon the surreal phonebooth hilltop and I just happened to have my camera with me this time. Out in the middle of the woods, there is a clearing, and in this clearing are a bunch of small hills, and atop each hill is an old German phone booth that has been painted white.
We can understand the missile silos and fallout shelters we occassionally run across out here (it’s just outside West Berlin and the East German government wasn’t all that friendly), but phone booths on hills?
We also unfortunately forgot why we avoided this one area of the Parforceheide (it’s got a horse trail running through it), so Charlie spent the afternoon sampling the horse-made delicacies while we made disgusted, throwing up noises and yelled at him to stop.
Oh my god!!! Charlie just made a chemical weapons attack on me! Arghh *choke* where is my gas mask!?!
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Christina Geyer has lived in Germany since May 2002. She also blogs on the site 


OMG! I love your Bernese…(did I spell that right?) My mom and dad had one.
Ran into your blog today, hope you don’t mind the random complete stranger comment.
I don’t mind random stranger comments at all. The stranger the better
Welcome! (and Bernese is the correct spelling)