In the summer of 1979 or 1980 – I’m not sure – I spent four weeks with my parents and my sister in the spa town of Tegernsee, about one hour by train from Munich.
Now I’m back in Tegernsee with a group of friends (nine including yours truly). We could call these friends, employees, slaves or colleagues, but that’s making things too complicated. If it talks like a friend and looks like a friend it’s a friend.
Before dinner we went to a sauna, during dinner we talked about the sauna.