25 November 2012

A Sentimental Journey to the Campground




I have not mentioned Joachim and Baerbel in this blog for a long time. Those two or three visitors who have been stopping by here from the beginning may be wondering about them. Joachim and Baerbel are still here. I took the photo below with the morning sun in my eyes to prove it.

Joachim is an excellent photographer. The fact is, though, that I myself enjoy his videos most. You can visit Joachim and Baerbel's website and learn about their adventures all over North America by clicking here.



25 November 2012 at 10:16 a.m.

Ten o'clock in the morning is much too early for Joachim and Baerbel to be up and about. Consequently, I did not catch them outside.




The campground in this strange complex in which I live is over across the way from my apartment between tennis court number two and tennis court number three. I lived there myself for fifteen months. When I first moved to this complex in my little camper trailer, Joachim and Baerbel were already there and became my next door neighbors. At that time they were intending to leave San Miguel very soon. Now, three years and four months later, they are still intending to leave San Miguel very soon.




Here is the lineup currently over there on the right side from right to left: Switzerland, Switzerland again (I think), and Austria.




There is a somewhat better photo of Austria.




Then further down on the right side we have Germany again. This gentleman was out enjoying the beautiful early morning sun. Joachim has not yet seen the early morning sun in San Miguel.



There is my camper trailer and pickup truck in the old days with Joachim and Baerbel's home on down the line. As you can see, a brick "street" has been added since this photo was taken, a welcome improvement over there, I am sure.









6 July 2009




At that time there was this line of chicken coops right along the side fence of tennis court number three. If these coops were there now, they would be immediately behind those campers parked down the right side. The coops have been moved elsewhere since, which is unfortunate. The campers there now do not know what they are missing without the chicken coops right behind their campers. They can still hear the roosters in the morning, but not nearly as well.






6 July 2009

[I know that when Joachim arises this afternoon, he will see the pingback from this blog to his website. He will then come here to investigate . . . . ]

Guten morgen, Joachim! ¡Buenos dias, Baerbel!




6 July 2009


In my youth I lived for two years on Römerstrasse in the town of Lampertheim just north of Mannheim, Germany. It was a twenty-minute drive to Heidelberg and a forty-minute drive to Frankfurt, a perfect location. That was a wonderful experience and a beautiful time in my life, young and strong and pretty as I was then.


4 comments:

Eugene Knapik said...

I must say I'm impressed with their camper-van. I have a soft spot for camper-vans.

Stephen Brassawe said...

The German speaking people drive the best, street.

Bärbel & Joachim said...

Thank you very much for this funny blog post. Maybe you hear us laughing...

Bärbel & Joachim

Stephen Brassawe said...

Joachim and Baerbel, you found this just as quickly as I thought you would.