by Sara · 04.07.2010 · Kiez Life · Comments Off on Flakensee

Every now and then — usu­ally when my brain has taken on a good fry­ing — I’ll let people con­vince me that it’s a good idea to get out of the city. To swim in a lake, or to go on a hike, or to see the beau­ti­ful land­scapes of Brandenburg.

I’m always hesist­ant: I’m a true city girl. I grew up in the sub­urbs and I always hated land­scapes. It’s like, what, this looks so much bet­ter on TV. And bugs! And moz­zies! And hav­ing sand in your pants and dirty feet from the mud. Thanks, I’ll pass.

But, yeah. The sun erased every neg­at­ive thought I had: I have to get out. I wanted to dive into cool, deep water. My whole skin felt like it was fall­ing apart from the smol­der­ing heat. And off we went to Flakensee (which is not exactly the best place to take a swim in. Believe me).

Boy, was that a lonely ride. Half an hour train into the wil­der­ness of Erkner, prob­ably the emp­ti­est place I’ve ever been to, fol­lowed by a half hour walk to where the lake turns into less of a jungle and more of a beach. I loved splash­ing around in the water, but I missed the city at the same time. I dried myself off after about two hours, waved my friends good­bye and went back to the lone­li­est and most likely to be old­est train sta­tion in god­for­saken Erkner.

I’m never leav­ing the city again. Word. Not in this heat, not without an iced bottle of water and someone to punch on the way. I’d rather sweat forever in exchange for those bad mos­quito stings. Damn nature, you scary.

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