ROSEMARIE'SFESTIVE TRIP

A STORY ABOUT SEARCHING AND FINDING OF PEOPLE

Every year, Lübeck's most famous mouse, living - as we all know - in St. Mary’s church, is visited by countless people who touch it, so that a secret wish may come true. But in 2020, only very few people came to see Rosemarie. No wonder the little mouse asks herself where everyone has gone this year. So she sets off in search of the people she misses so much.

Join Rosemarie on her journey through some of the Hanseatic cities where she meets crazy squirrels and dancing girls, experiences a wild chase and with each stage of the journey finds out more about where the people have gone. And rest assured: we will all be back in time for Christmas.

 

Initial situation

Mouse Rosemarie yawned. And then she yawned again. A long and contagious yawning, in fact. She stretched her little legs away and blinked. Glistening morning sun shone was shining through the windows of Lübeck’s St. Mary’s church bathing the high altar room in a warm light. Today someone will definitely finally come to visit and stroke me, thought the mouse and climbed out of its nest with a heart filled with anticipation. It ran hurriedly to the church door and stopped in disappointment. The number of churchgoers she discovered was exactly: zero.

Start

Rosemarie was so excited - her journey to some of the other Hanseatic cities finally got underway! The suitcase was packed, the daisies were watered, the small living cave was tidy. Kurt, the sexton's age-old tomcat, would have to do without the usual cat-and-mouse games for a few weeks, but he wasn't the most agile one any more anyway.

Bruges

Rosemarie reached her destination late at night. She was exhausted and crept aimlessly through the bumpy cobblestone streets, pulling her long tail behind her with her last ounce of strength. Such a tail is quite pretty, Rosemarie thought, but to be honest, quite impractical too. I'd much rather like to have a built-in handbag, like the kangaroos do, that would really be ...

Kampen

Is there anything more beautiful than waking up in the morning on the massive branch of an ancient chestnut tree, smelling the salty fresh air, rubbing your eyes for a moment, blinking, taking another close look - and marveling at a magnificent sunrise over the old port of Kampen?

By no means no! That's what mouse Rosemarie thought when she saw how the ancient gables of the town were bathed in warm light and the water began glistening in the sun.

Bremen

"That smells incredibly phenomenally great here," thought the mouse Rosemarie and heard her stomach growling loudly. She had just crawled through a small hole in an old brick house to look for a cosy place to spend the night when a wonderfully intense scent of cheese filled the air. Just like in Gouda House, Buttercheese Village or Mozzarella city (all the mice talked about these places all the time, but nobody knew, whether they really existed).

Gdansk

No wonder that Rosemarie reached Gdansk only late at night. She had walked to the bus stop in Bremen early in the morning, took the bus to the train station, got on the wrong train, fell asleep, woke up in Hagen, got on the right train quickly and finally arrived in Gdansk with a delay. And now it was already so dark that you could hardly see your paws in front of your eyes. Well, great.

Riga

Unfortunately, the day Rosemarie arrived in Riga after a long journey by train was not a particularly pleasant one. It had already begun to rain during the journey, and even small hailstones had bounced against the windows from time to time. When the train finally entered the station, dark clouds were hanging over the roofs of Riga. And when had Rosemarie put her paw on the platform she felt the autumnal cold creeping under her grey fur. "Brrrr", said the mouse and for a moment wished to be back in her cosy, warm cave in Lübeck. In the city the wind was blowing leaves through the empty streets and there was hardly any human being to be seen.

Train journey

When Rosemarie hurried through Riga late in the evening, her little paws hurt. The windows of all the houses in the city were already brightly lit, white clouds of smoke came out of the chimneys, and the light of the lanterns made the cobblestones shine.

Tallinn

As a real Lübeck girl, Rosemarie was used to a beautiful cityscape - but Tallinn's market place really beat everything. Rosemarie first sat down on a hydrant and looked around in peace: Historic gabled houses in bright colours, a pretty church and countless stalls full of fragrant delicacies. On top of that, a bright blue sky and brilliant sunshine.

Return

To set off on a long journey is beautiful. But to finally return home at the end of a long journey is much nicer, Rosemarie thought, because at home my old Lübeck, my old church and my old tomcat Kurt are waiting. She was sure that Kurt was asleep all the time while waiting, but for once she did not bother.

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