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I write not even time to write

Feels like I have many weeks nothing written on my blog. But when I look back, there are just 12 Days. It just happens a lot in this short time. Much of what I wanted to tell you and I have actually done it but not just in time. It was and is a lot going on in Tabgha . Photos August

first arrived our successors. Anna, Vincent, Thomas and Lukas make a good impression. They ran with great motivation to go to the new tasks. That's what it takes here in Tabgha . For them, it is now an exciting and eventful year and they are exactly at the point where I had stood a year ago. Together we have the Dormition to Jerusalem to visit the Assumption, went on a Sunday after Tiberias and go to the tasks in Tabgha . I call "age" must be incorporated as the "New" and give some advice.
were for this honorable task of actually chosen John and me. But suddenly Martin was the only alone in Tabgha . Yes, I am now the last survivor of my generation. From the same return flight to John, unfortunately, was nothing. He has received message from his university and is now flown on the same home. It was all for a quick and unexpected departure from Tabgha . I can be there a little more time and enjoy my last few days yet. Man noted simply that the new generation Zivis the store here can throw pretty well and I will be able to fly in peace. I hope I've done a good job as a teacher and that it is a good start for the family was now changed, other Tabgha .
As if that were not enough interesting for the blog, is my sister her last comment followed and visited me this weekend in Tabgha to me some of my luggage to take. Quite funny and crazy, but actually I still can not believe really. As you pass just such a weekend - great job. I want to have. In any case, has Located by the pool and tanned in the sun. On the back it is quite beautiful brown / blushing ... Appears in Cologne is not really the sun?

@ Brigitta: No, the donkey is still there ... in this respect has changed in Tabgha pure nothing. The musicians are still the old ones.