When the Zwischenahner Meer has become too small.
Photo: dpa
Saturday lunchtime, weekly market in O. in O.; The holidays have been over for a while, but not everyone who has returned home has run into each other yet, for example this one: A. has just bought a few things at the sausage stand where you go, two slices of Serrano ham, a piece of marinated lamb fillet and so on. Your son received the obligatory tractor sausage, stared at it for a while, then picked it apart with his little fingers and finally stuffed the sausage fragments into the child’s mouth when suddenly…
B.: No, how nice! Are you back in the country too! Since when?
A.: Since Saturday before school started. We actually wanted to be back on Friday, but I was so exhausted because after six weeks everyday life started again, and then Peter had such a cute idea…
B: Oh yes? What kind?
A.: Well, Peter noticed that I was feeling really bad, and then we…
B.: Come on, what?
A.: He spontaneously bought me a new sailing yacht!
B: No! Really?
A.: Yes, imagine. And it’s even bigger than our old one!
B: Really! How sweet!
A.: And the highlight is yet to come…
B.: My God, don’t torture me all the time…
A.: It is the same year as me. Isn’t that romantic?
B.: Absolutely. Your Peter… How lucky you are. Everything he thinks about. And is it on the Zwischenahner Meer again?
A.: Oh no, it’s a bit too small for us now. It lies on the Baltic Sea, the mouth of the mucus.
B: Really! How great is that! And that’s where you’re going today?
A.: We planned to, but you know, after six weeks of traveling we really overtraveled a bit. Today we’re just doing Oldenburg.
B: Poor you. But I can understand that so well. We were…
And so it goes on, and so it goes on, that’s how they talk: at the Italian coffee stand, where you go to have a little market break with latte and ciabatta, and at the fish stand, where you go, and at the olive stand, where you go too , but where a tumult has just arisen, triggered by whatever cause. The market woman complains that she’s been up since five o’clock and hasn’t had a break yet, and that she’s finally had enough with these people. And it really is enough. And if you think that this was all just made up, on a whim or because there was nothing else going on at the time – you are not mistaken.
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