Potsdam - Berlin - Hannover - Karlsruhe - Paris - night train to Toulouse
Three weeks flew by. The sourdough starter and I are travelling back to Spain, taking a different route through France. I am leaving a trail of cosmos daydream seedbombs again.
In the train I am embroidering the questions people left during the final presentation, "Wann machen wir eine Pause?"
It is exciting but mainly sad to encounter two elephants when exploring the area close to the railway station in Karlsruhe. And the same goes for the planters in front of the station entrance, a mix of real and plastic flowers in bright colours. It has been intruiging to see how they deal with plants and nature in and around railway stations, a subject I never really thought about until I went on this journey. Something to explore more in the future?
In Paris Austerlitz I leave a small jar with starter in public space and eat at an Asian restaurant called Le Petit Bonheur, simple and delicious. "C'etait un grand bonheur!" I tell the owner when I leave.
I share my compartment from Paris to Toulouse with five people and their luggage. It is a tiny space and it is a bit of a puzzle and sometimes a weird kind of dance to get everything and everybody in place, but the beds are comfortable and there is something soothing about moving while sleeping.
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