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a weekend with my parents.

there are many castles in the area where i live and the goal this year is to visit as many as possible. so... we did make a start with castle rheinstein. it's one of the most beautiful castles. when you enter you feel like you've just switched from a modern to an ancient world.

but firstly let me show you a few random pictures i made before our castle visit.


wiesbaden at night.


a little steamboat. almost like the mississipi steamers, haha.


some kind of retirement creation?


a young stork family.


well, making out, haha.


this is castle rheinstein from below.










the windows were gorgeous.






a mummified beech marten.






this photo may be only funny to me.




an old mercedes benz. great car!



the fish statue with legs will make an appearance later on :D



a few days later i made a walk with the girls.


me, nici, angelika.

next round: making a treasure hunt in the forest. without treasures. or, i don't know. i count nature as a huge treasure.

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