Hola amigos! The Señor is back! Just a leeeetle note now before we go to run some errands and later meet up with Señorita Maja, who will probably try to eat my face. It is soooo caliente and hot that I may let her do it. Who has the energy, no?
But this morning very very early, we did some exploring. Which is why ML picked that leeetle apartment with scary cats and chickens and stairs. Pfft! She needs to pick better.
Where was I? Oh, si! We went to Ötisheim, a tiny village about 4 hours from Regensburg. This leeeetle pueblo is where Cookie Man’s grandfather was born and lived before he and his wife (who had the same first and last name as ML) emigrated to the US.
Because Cookie Man (aka ML’s father) at 86 does not like flying, we filmed a virtual visit for him. I will try to share more later, but to start, here I am doing my best modelling in front of Ötisheim’s many old buildings. It is easy to imagine that not much has changed since ML’s family left to be farmers in St Louis.
