The Moment that I’ve been waiting for
June 20, 2008
I am Berliner
June 25, 2008

Between Cities

I watch the landscape move by and journal about my last adventure.

The one and only Wildlife Sanctuary in Cologne

On the way to Berlin, we made a pit stop to visit an old friend of
mine in Cologne. Frank was the boyfriend of my best friend from growing
up, Danny, who’d died almost 4 years ago. Now Frank is his widow. Frank
met us at the station and alternately carried each of our bags for us.
He’s Peruvian born and raised, lived in Canada, lived in Miami a bit
(where I met him), then Colorado, then Wyoming, then Portland, briefly
in Brazil and now here. He told us a bit about the city.
There are not
too many old structures left after World War II, but luckily the
Cathedral was spared, which we planned to visit the next day. Cologne
is a college town. It’s home to the largest gay population in Europe
(supposedly), which I can see some proof of as we trek back to his

Img_4225He does nothing here, but study German. The German system has some
incredible social programs that give Frank and countless others welfare
for living. It’s not much, but it’s enough.

Frank’s small one bedroom is on the 4th floor, so he helps us with
our bags up the narrow winding stairs. It was so good to see him. We
had never been very close, so our conversation kept coming back to
Danny, who was a joy when he was alive and so there’s still this
irresistible pleasure in reminiscing about him. Frank had devoted his
life so fully to their relationship and now that Danny is gone, he
continues to hold space for him as something of a memorial. I know, it
sounds kind of sad and it kind of is, but to know Dscn0518
Frank is to know that
the only real committed relationship he’d had before Danny was to the
Catholic Church. The ghost of Danny had become his new God. He’s happy
to worship. He holds Danny’s old rollerskates from childhood, his
writing, his cake mixer (even though he doesn’t have an electrical
converter) and the many things they had gathered together. The most
notable of those things is their collection of wildlife novelties,
including: a china set, place settings, posters, a bathmat, a
toothbrush holder, a toilet brush… all depicting bears, wolves
(Frank’s favorite), moose, elk, foxes, etc. It’s kitsch without trying.
It’s surreal.

Frank is a great host. He was willing and ready to take us out and
show us around or whatever we wanted to do, but after our exhaustive
experiences over the past few days, long travel and lack of sleep, we
decided to just stay in. Frank makes us an appetizer and dinner, lets
me use his computer, Dscn0537and sets up a comfortable place for us to sleep.
In the morning, we’re treated like queens, once again and escorted back
to the bus station, right next to the Cathedral.
Frank watched our
things as we checked out he Cathedral, the first historically famous
church that I have ventured inside of, on this trip.

Thank you sweet Franky!!! xo

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