The forests of the Altmark, Germany - July 26, 2010
About 20 minutes into a trip through a deep, dense forest, which pretty much was nothing but darkness and massive fir trees from floor to sky, I felt thankful that Frank was with me. I would never have been able to figure out the way on my own. There were no road signs, no characteristics and no guideposts. Nothing but endless rows of fir trees. There was not even a road at last, but Frank continued driving for about five more minutes before he stopped the car.
"This bus doesn't go any further", he said with a broad smile. "Now, follow the path for about half a mile. Then you get to a glade with tall grass." We stepped out the car, and Frank took a basket out of the trunk. "When you get there, sit down on the fallen tre