Walking along Wilhelmstraße in Wiesbaden at 9:30 in the morning, waiting at a red traffic light (it´s Germany after all ;-)).
A thin and tall, older man, wearing colourful cowboy boots is carrying a leaflet and stops next to me.
Man: Omelette means egg, doesn´t it?
The light turns green and that´s this episode done with.
Sometimes I wonder if I´m actually living in a film script...who is my director though? Wes Anderson? Jean-Pierre Jeunet?