Bidding Farewell to Frau Scheurich

A week after I moved in with Anja and Marina (and Eran soon to follow) in October, the three of us went on a roommate-roommate-roommate bonding hike atop Feldberg, where there was snow on the ground and  I felt like we were in a parallel world because the mountain's forests had elements of all four seasons at once and looked like this:

The hike kicked off an incredible year. It's only fitting that we ended the year with one as well.
A week before Anja's departure, we rode our bikes to a bordering town, ate croissants and drank chocolate milk at a cafe (on the street curb in front of a cafe), and went for a hike. Due to unmanageable group-lethargy, the hike was immeasurably strenuous.

Look at that incline.

wow.

Very much summer in Germany.

Kiss attack: Marina 1, Anja 0.
That evening we watched a movie, an activity that much better suited our vigor.

A week thereafter, Anja was off to Helsinki (via Umpfenbach, Allgäu, Umpfenbach, Frankfurt). It was a sad Sunday. The apartment felt (and still feels) empty and quiet without Anjyy. Fortunately, we live in a fiber-optic world with more than a handful of methods for immediate contact.

Eran, Anja, Me.


Next up: Plunging into the Gorges of the Black Forest.

tootles!