Before the Concert

Walking & talking. Text: This riverside is so mysteriously awesome. I found another access. There's a bamboo field and some ancient trees bowing above the river which seems to be deep because I can't see the bottom, yet the water is clear. The fish in the river are so big, hardly measurable with arms-length! I can't believe seeing it in the open nature.... I've never seen anything like this in Estonia. I think these fish would weigh around 20 kilos. I see one now as I speak - floating in the water, upper fin next to the head reaching out of the water, sunbathing, like these elderly people up on the balcony there. The big trouts, big in the Estonian sense, you can see their flocks here... I'm going back to the street. After having been hiking up and down and up and down in the mountains of Bad Urach, these little ups and downs of this Mediterranean city seem nearly insignificant. It's only about thirty miles to Saint Tropez, by the way. Here it is, my hotel corner. Looks like it's somewhat calmed down as the evening has progressed. So - the door code: C 6052 - open. I don't feel like taking the elevator, better use the stairs. It's so dark here, I hope I won't fall. I was trying to find a light switch earlier, but without success. Third floor, darkness again. The iron is already waiting for me, time to improve the look of my costume. Finally my room and the familiar voices from the street. What the heck, I can't close the door! Oh, it's closed now. Here's what the sound of my room is like.