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Dear Mom and Dad, 12 July I'm at the Krauters now. Steve is with Stan at the Florence campus. I wanted to stay at B-bach longer and he naturally shouldn't so it was a good chance for both of us. Besides a few days separated can't hurt. I took the train from Nice to Stuttgart at 6:00pma nd arrived here at 12 noon. I got a good nights rest. There are still 5 or 6 students from the old group staying at the [Burg] and working around here. With the dollar dropping their salary is real good being on D Marks. It was fun to see the campus with new people about 1/2 what it used to be, Seems really dead- but nice kids. I mainly came to work in the fields and stuff with Krauters. Today at 6 am I picked paspberries till noon. Then had good healthy meals ( a rarity when traveling) and slept. Then I just got back now from picking strawberries. Boy Mom, you'd love it here. When Steve and I were here we had fresh big strawberries for everything. Now it's mainly raspberreis which I don't like as much. For lunch I had eggs which Fran Krauter's sister gave me for picking berries. They came straight from under the chicken to the pan. I can't say I could taste any dfference but it makes a good story. All the vegetables and fruits are grown in the gardens or fields including potatoes, and onions etc. I'm really absorbing many pounds of culture (stick man drawing of person with big belly). It was sure a coincidence to see Stan in Pamplona. There are millions of people there- maybe Joe also but we only saw Stan. That made the fiesta much better- especially for Steve who complains that he can't fantasize abou girls with me.
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That sure was something that Steve got into Stanford. All 3 of us will be there. Oh boy, I think that's pretty neat. In Pamplona we saw a crummy bullfight. Very sloppy. One guy gored good. It took about 8 tries to kill the bull. Yuck. I only like good bullfights. We've stayed in some nice hotels besidea the car. Steve and I are both sick of sleeping in the car. It did it for both of us when we parked by the side of the road. Trucks boomed by all night and I woke up with a very bad case of green apple. Blech. Steve had a little himself. Anyway it was sickening. We've stayed in cheap hotel since. One thing about Steve that bugs me is that he is deciding whether he is having fun or not all the time. You know the answer. When he gets home he'll say how it was a great time I bet- It is. But there are times when nothing's doing- some hrs. of the day- that's when he thinks about how much fun he's having. I like it so does he. We've met some great people- American and Spanish (old guy we gave a ride to invited us for something to drink and fresh peaches with his wife) and the country is beautiful. All except Italy which I don't like at all. When Steve comes through here we'll go to Bremens to drop the car off and then to England or Scotland. I'm psyched. I hope your tennis is getting better. I challenge you dad when I return cause I've been running your lessons to me through my mind. Hope all is well. Love, Anne
