1. It stopped raining, for the first time since last night. The grayish sky and the damping air outside of my window still do not look very promising and the temperatures are not helping to create the illusion of summer... but at least, I could leave the house now and run some errands without fearing to catch a cold or to get soaked through trousers…
2. I just a received a text message: Layla was born, the first girl this year of my reproducing friends who are proving to be astonishingly fertile. Layla is the first girl after a number of baby-boys, and since I am a girl myself, this is pleasing news. We need more girls!
3. Alan Johnston was released this morning, the first good news coming out of the Middle East in weeks.
Honestly, I completely lost track! What the hell is going on down there? It's not that I do not know the facts; I just don't get what's happening. Maybe I don't want to.
And I have more uncomfortable news; here is my personal selection for the day:
1. The weather stays bad at least until the weekend!
2. There has been a fire at a transformer of nuclear power station Krümmel a couple of days ago. “Of course”, as officials and the state government informed us, “completely harmless”. Now it figures that it wasn’t so harmless after all, and the reactor itself was in trouble. The public, it seems, was intentionally not informed. I can imagine why. People, especially those who live close to the power station, might get angry if they were to know that something happened there again. But not informing the public is common policy at Krümmel. Since years the region around the power plant is dealing with a suspiciously high amount of children with Leukemia. But both, the management and government promise solemnly that there hasn't been an accident, never, nothing like it. As for the little fire and the problems of the reactor, nothing has happened until proven differently…
3. It looks like we’re still not done with the strike of the German railways. I'm not commenting on that one. I just hope they’re done with it until Sunday, when I'll leave for Amsterdam.
And in order to finish with something positive: I just read that an Irish hiker fell off a bridge in New Zealand's Abel Tasman Park. He made a fall of 20 meters and seems to have suffered only some scratches. He fell into water, not on rocks, so, although not a miracle, still good news, and it figures that I’ve walked that bridge myself some years ago. I looked through my pictures from that trip for a photo of it, but unfortunately (and strangely, as it is an impressive bridge) I could not find any.
However, since the weather is not going to change for the moment and since I won’t go to a tropical location anytime soon, I decided to upload another picture of Abel Tasman. It’s a beautiful spot. Enjoy!
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