Photo: dpa/Tobias Kleinschmidt
“You have been trying for quite a while, right?” The blond boy looks at the middle of the pelvis, where a mushroom water case is just beginning to flow. Two twelve -year -old boys sit on the wide steps in front of the panoramic window, the dark haired look at his feet. “Over a year,” he murmurs. A handicapped lady gropes down the steps between them. The blonde says in a long way: »You have to approach him now. If you want to be his friend, you have to compromise. You can not always only criticize and expect the other to be the same as you want it. “
I push myself away from my back nozzle next to the stairs, swim through the pelvis and turn around the bubble lying surfaces. Now the dark -haired boy plowing his hands through the water, while the blonde continues to talk to him.
I have been in the Spessart since mid -May, on the slope of forested mountains. Deutsche Bahn lets my suitcase wrong for two days, then I have sneakers and swimsuit. Even if the nearby park around the Spessart-Therme Still Kurpark is called, my stay is no longer called a cure. Rehabilitation sounds as joyless as rehab shade. Saving is saved in healthcare – if there are services, consideration is expected. From 7.30 a.m. to 6 p.m. gymnastics, jumping and running. Press the weights or pull some, jogge and stretch me. Get lectures, massages, electricity and three meals a day. At ten in the evening it gets quiet in the house, some snoring with the afternoon muscle relaxation. During the dinner I am looking forward to swimming in the in -house pool. Himmelblick through the skylight. After several lanes, I steam in the rheuma bath. Only a rehabilitation buddy is missing.
Bad Soden-Salmünster was my third choice to the east or North Sea. In the Hessian double town, Grünspecht, Rotmilan and some falcons, the outdoor services such as motorcycle convoys, live stoically. Rets roar through the valley, the entry lane to Frankfurt begins behind the next mountain. A wildlife park attracts rehabilitation students into the forest, but most of them are drawn to the ice cream parlor, the Greek or the Italian on the river. There used to be 28 dance restaurants for the Kurende miners, today Close clinics, The thermal bath is worried about their existence.
When I go for a walk I roam abandoned buildingA tree grows on the roof, there flies wall sailors in and out. The view from the derailed windows of a hotel is fantastic. I just choose a heavy brass room key when I hear steps on the upper floor. I stop the air. A head bends around the staircase. A neighbor of my clinic! We both have to laugh.
When we later drive in the brine basin of the thermal baths on the very salty, red -brown water like on the Dead Sea, I can see a piece of the outer swimming pool in which the hourly wave pool was just hired. A dark, a blond and a red -haired boy bounce into the picture.
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Anne Hahn is the author of novels and non -fiction and swims through the waters of the world for »ND«.
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