I was at a volk festival in the small village Vitzeroda near my hometown on weekend. There was a tractor parade. I've never seen so many cool and proud faces on one place. I was reminded of a situation few days ago. A very young guy drove a little harvest maschine to help his father. He looks like the richest and greatest man, which you've ever seen.
Sometimes I think the life in a village (or a small town, my dear "Berk'schen") is the really real life. Not so virtuell like in the bureaus of cities.
You can see more pictures and a short video of the parade here.
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