A day to remember

Many people thought so yesterday, and thousands got married at that special day. Well, I can't blame them: I did so myself. 39 years ago.
Yesterday was not as nice as Thursday had been. The visit to the doctors went well, I was given new medicine that's supposed to cure my chronical sinusitis once and for all. (Cross your fingers!) But rain, clouds and cold temperatures had taken over. No chance to enjoy a sunbath in the garden, go for a swim, or to either summer festival or Zwiebelfest (onion festival) in Esslingen.
But I met Acidrongeur aka Franck in google-chat, and we decided to join the CS-meeting in the mountains above Cannes for the long weekend of 15th to 17th August. Now if I had known, I would have brought sleeping bag, anti-mosquito spray, and the likes from Berlin. Now I'll have to go shopping and get some here. Hopefully Alex can lend me his sleepingbag, at least. He's back early from his hiking trip, because of the weather.
Anna and Volker are off buying goodies for a bbq this evening. In the rain. And the cold. What a summer!