Busy three weeks

Hello there,

Haven't written here in some time. The chocolate thief has been identified...Konstantin. I found a note in my fridge beside a bar of very good Swiss chocolate; "I'm sorry!!! :-) Here some little replacement for you. Konstantin." It transpires that he had only taken three pieces but my note upset him so he bought chocolate to replace it so there is another unidentified thief in the flat.

Ciarán came over to see me on the 28th of May. We went rowing in Titisee which was lovely, I rowed first and then he took over. After a minute or two of the boat spinning around in circles I asked if he had ever rowed before, he hadn't. For the next half an hour, I was cox of the boat and shouted instructions at him. After that he turned out to be a very good little rower. I think when I grow up I'll have a little row boat and a medium sized lake to row around. The weather was more than beautiful, smothered in factor 50, Ciarán and I sat out for little picnics on all the days.

Mags (the Godmother) and her sister,

Brid came over on Thursday(4th of June). Konstantin has no idea what a god mother is so he spent his week and the weekend praising the "GOTTES MUTTER" and praying to her. It was a lovely weekend of sunshine, a bit of rain and lots of good food. They spoilt me rotten which was really good of them. I needn't eat ever again. They're hilarious fun to be around and really nice to travel with. We went up to St.Peter on the Saturday. The closer we got to it the more rain came down. We took refuge in the beautiful cathedral which is white, red and gold on the inside. On the way back we had a very enthusiastic bus driver on the way back who was clearly a local and knew everyone and that we were definitely not from Freiburg. His running commentary on the bus intercom about us and various things that caught his attention added to the trip. On saturday evening we saw 20 Polizei vans that blocked off Kaiser-Josef strasse and all exits off it. We still have no idea why as we walked to the Munster for mass, we entered the platz and were confronted by at least 200 armed police people. Terrify

ing, a little. Feeling that you're walking into the wrong place and at the time, BIG chance. After, the awe inspiring mass with incredible organ playing, we came out and every sign of police presence had disappeared! Thanks to Mags and Brid, I had a lovely weekend and got to see plac

es of Freiburg, I didn't know existed!

It has been a busy few weeks but I needed to see the people I miss. Ireland is a stone throw away but seeing the people that

you love and miss really makes the difference.