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(Report backbone and beginning of story is on my home computer)


... Once I arrived at Wurzen station I started walking towards the hashpoint. I passed the Wettinsäule, an obelisk remembering the Wurzen casualties of the Franco-Prussian War (1870/1871), then I followed some streets until I was near the school. Only 100 meters from the hashpoint I made a disappointing discovery: There was a fence around the school grounds with a closed gate. Since my schools hadn't been fenced in, this was very unexpected. I started to walk around the school, passing a firefighter access gate (closed, but not locked) and found myself in an allotment garden. After crossing it I followed the road that lead me to the rear side of the school. There the gate stood open, but I decided not to trespass, since the situation wasn't clear. Had I arrived from the rear side first, not knowing about the closed front door, I would have easily reached the hashpoint without any second thoughts. But so I completed my loop around the school grounds, then I walked back to the Wurzen city center. I went to the cathedral, which had its 900-year-anniversary this year. From the wikipedia article I knew I'd find an extensive bronze outfit and pews with backrests that could be turned around to reverse the seating direction between church services and organ performances. Afterwards I slowly walked towards the train station, passing more interesting sites: A piece of art made with the design of a carpet, but cut in pieces and fixed with ropes in three dimensions so that only from one place it appeared as a whole; an 18th century post milestone with the distances to other Saxon cities; a tiny building in memory of the 17th century plague victims; and a memorial to the casualties of the first world war. By the time I was at the train station I was feeling quite cold. On the return trip I read more magazines, then I cycled home from the Dresden-Neustadt train station.