There was something overwhelming about the church that I could not put my finger on. The church dominated the area and cast a massive shadow around the landscape. “This is magnificent,” I whispered in disbelief as I stared up at the amazingly beautiful towers that graced four sides of the building. Julia, Yana and I had arrived in Bad Homburg to visit what I sarcastically called “the real Germany,” a phrase that drove Julia absolutely nuts.
We decided to walk around the city in order to find a place to sit and observe the ducks and other animals. What surprised me most about Bad Homburg was how clean it was. There was no trace of litter anywhere, almost as if the city had never been visited by people. Julia and I followed Yana (like always) down a couple of trails that led into the woods and in the direction of a large lake.
“Well I’m glad we did this, we should consider taking more trips on the weekend that are not so far away,” Julia mentioned as we came out of the woods and found a bench to sit on. Yana ran to the lake’s edge and started chasing the ducks around until they started to hiss. Fearful that the ducks would chase her, she ran over over to me and clawed her way into my arms.
Yana has a habit of making animals go crazy. Once at the zoo, she insisted on visiting some mountain goats and she convinced Julia and I — through crying — that she needed to feed them. So, we bought Yana a bag of goat food (whatever that means) and we explained to her that she only needs to give them handfuls of food. What did Yana do? She poured the entire bag out and the goats stampeded towards her. Surprised, and with a look of dismay on her face as the goats overwhelm her, she threw herself into my arms.
After reminiscing about the goat stampede, I smiled from ear-to-ear and snuggled up closer to Yana and Julia. We basked in the warm sun, cool summer breeze and skipped pebbles across the lake as we closely observed renegade ducks curiously making their way towards Yana…