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Coming form San Francisco I woke up after a night flight, lifted up the window shade to have a look were I was.
The A340 was bound to Munich on an altitude of about 36.000ft, engines almost idling and about to start its descent.
I
was greeted with an overwhelming view - on the very left the boundary
to Denmark - far on the right the Netherlands - in front of me the
coastline of Germany and Eastern Friesland, the place where I have
spend many happy times during my childhood.
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