Chantal and Thomas on the road
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The first night in Georgia we spent at the edge of the big city Atlanta in a nearby city park. On arrival it was still rainy, the sky loosened during the night and in the morning it was fresh. The first visitors to the park looked at us in astonishment and looked at our coffee cooking skills. Read More
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The time of waiting was long despite a varied program in Atlantic City and the surrounding area. It was also the time when we could think about our “company” and again and again the question arose whether it was right to go on such a journey with an older “lady” – our jeep. Read More
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Our car couldn’t be driven anymore – what next? We were lying outside the city of New York on a disused airfield, where there is also a campground and despite the urban background noise the snapping of the geese from the nearby Jamaica Bay are audible. Read More