BRANDENBURGER ADVENTURES

av Gina Tandberg

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I går bestemte vi oss for å rømme byen, og dro til et sted der toget bare stopper når man spør om det. I sekken hadde vi scones, brownies og ny termos full av te. Vi fant en forlatt togstasjon, elven til mørkets hjerte, identiske feriehus, et resort som ropte ”welcome to Newport, bitch!”, et middelalderkloster, et forlatt hus, et forlatt og overgrodd prinsesseslott, hytta til rødhette, en kunstnerkoloni, noen ender, brandenburgerske fruktspesialiteter, en skummel katt og to kaktuser, en eng, også fant vi veien rundt hele sjøen. Da vi var hjemme igjen var det allerede blitt mørkt. Heldigvis kunne vi spise restemiddag.

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Yesterday, we decided to escape the city. We went to a place at which the train only stops at request. In the Rucksack, we had scones, brownies and a new thermos flask filled with tea. We found an abandoned train station, the river to the heart of darkness, identical holiday cottages, a resort crying ”welcome to Newport, bitch!”, a middle age abbey, an abandoned house, an abandoned and overgrown princess castle, the cottage of little red riding hood, an artist settlement, some ducks, Brandenburger fruit-specialties, a scary cat and two cactuses, a meadow and the way around the lake. When we were back home again it was already dark. Luckily, there was leftover dinner.

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