Katharina stepped out of the hotel and took a deep breath. It was already afternoon and the weather was bad. Nevertheless, a good afternoon for walking around. Katharina liked rain. She didn't mind getting wet.

Walking over Ha'penny Bridge [link to Sophia Komor; Team Bonn; Dublin, Dublin and more] was nice. Watching the raindrops falling into the river. "Plop, plop, plop" she said. That was a very melancholic moment.

She walked to the campus of Dublin University and sat down on one of the wooden banks. She looked around. The bank stood on a wooden platform, so she didn't had to put her feet in the wet grass. There were many bank, here on the campus. One by the next. Between the banks there were litter boxes and trees. Katharina noticed all these little details with the precision of a journalist.

She watched two old people who were walking by on the lawn. They had an umbrella for getting not wet. They were laughing and holding hands like teenagers in love. Katharina sighed. Maybe her grandfather and her grandmother would look like this if they were still alive. Katharina doubted no longer that they really loved each other. She never knew her grandmother. Annie died a year before Katharina was born. When she asked her grandfather about his wife, he just smiled an said, "Your grandmother was a wonderful woman." That was all he said. Nothing more.

Katharina used to wonder why her grandfather hadn't had any relationship to another woman. Lots of her friend's grandfathers or grandmothers had. But after reading the diary, she knew it. It was like Franz has written: It was the true love from Hollywood films.

She couldn't stand thinking about everything any longer. So she stood up, went to a pub and got drunk [link to Simone Klibingat, Bonn, Hell on Earth].