Mon Oct 3rd, 2005 at 06:15:37 AM EST
This short diary is meant as a reminder of reunificationday in Germany. I personally cannot remember, where I was that day, as it really was a political act. But I do remember some funny stories about 1989.
One of my relatives, had escaped the GDR with his motorbike and via the CSSR in late October 1989. We were told to expect him in at some point during a particular day and had prepared the house.
When the doorbell rang, I ran to the door to open it, only to be surprised to see his uncle and aunt standing right there, asking to see him.
They were "Linien treu" and had taken it upon themselves to make the journey and bring "the lost son" back home.
I brought them to the livingroom, where we were having a civilised cup of coffee and some cake. Afterall they were our relatives too, even if their appearance was a little surprising. Later that day, they returned empty handed, we had managed to keep their nephew away from them.
He still lives in my hometown.
On their way back, they traveled with another of my relatives from the GDR, who had been on a lecture tour in the West and visited us on his last couple of days. He entered the GDR half an hour before Schrabowski said: "Reisen nach dem westlichen Ausland können ab sofort ohne Vorliegen jeglicher Gründe..."
There grammar has always been atrocious.
So tell us your renuification story. Any memorable ones?