A totally irrelevant post of idiocy
My parents crossed The Inner German Border back in the late 70s, through a cornfield, in a Renault 4 with no lights on. If Yugoslavia wasn’t a neutral country, I guess there wouldn’t be me and they wouldn’t be alive now.
Dad didn’t want to pay for a plane ticket to go to visit mom’s aunt in western Berlin because of his “phobia for planes” and he opted for an EXTREMELY ORIGINAL AND EFFICIENT method to pay less. Later on, they needed a permission to somehow get OUT of western Berlin and, from what I understand, while dad is proud of it and mom avoids the answer; everyone thought they were a weird pair of people doing some weird stuff.
08/30/2008 at 1:36 pm
So,what did they do to get out?