Essen...brot mit anderen...aus der Mine!!!

In Marta’s house you can sleep only if you go to bed when the kids go to bed! Children are beautiful if they are not your children and you see them just one or two times in the year and for few hours only. I realized that I still don’t have the necessary patience!! In the future... I don’t know.

We are in Essen, where mines have become museums, cultural and entertaining places. In particular this has happened in the district called Amsterdam.

Marta lives with her children. She moved here some years ago. She is a mother and she works as well and this isn’t easy!!! We’ve met Maria, she is very keen on yoga and nature. She is a mother too. And you can meet her and other mothers in the small park near “Golden Bar”. Usually mothers spend time in the Golden Bar chatting and drinking tea, coffee or beer while kids’re playing with sand in the playground. And sand goes inside their pockets, shoes and ears. Children climb on trees, go to the Indian kiosk, scream, cry and run. All of this in perfect harmony with the literary coffee, where Marta works in the morning.

The dough rises. Marta has invited a lot of people and if only stopped raining, we could share our bread in the park. But this doesn't happen, so we stay in two flats where people come and go!! The bell’s rung already and house is full of pleasant fragrances.