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I seem to have misunderstood the concept.
I fronted up here last week on the bike, changed into my swimming togs and performed a fairly (for me) elegant entry into the Rhine.
What a kerfuffle!
Women screaming, men fainting, police cars all over the place and – to top it all – the rescue chopper turned up as well and scuba divers fished me out before I could have a decent paddle.
Article in the paper next day about a suicide attempt by an elderly (THAT I found quite offensive…) foreigner next to the Theodor-Heuss bridge.
Apparently, you’re only supposed to go there and DRINK.
Well, I can do THAT too……
(One of the multitude of ersatz Copacabanas lining the river at this time of year)

>echoes of 'The Swimmer' with Burt Lancaster
>OK, That cracked me up. Love the chairs all neatly lined up to look at the……river??? Well if you don't have a real beach this might do. Have another drink and it will look even better.V
>True story, jb or are you putting us on…again?! It's a great photo, but I've never been able to understand the appeal of rows and rows of leisure chairs, side by side. I think I'm an extrovert most of the time, but this is a little too much for me.