Sign, Sign, Everywhere A Sign…

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Just a brief post as I start my last full day in Berlin. Now for those curious about whether I took a holiday from the whole infertility thing, that was certainly my intent. So many distractions, Gasthäuser and sites to visit. Then out of the blue — during a walk through another, smaller German city center — WHAM!

You’ll see what I mean in a minute. (By the by, when you get a few minutes drop by Deathstar’s blog for a great riff on what it means to be how shall we say … occupied with a certain topic?)

Now as I finish my coffee and drive-by post, here’s your assignment — a different sort of Rorschach Test.

Look at the following images (found all around Germany). Quick … what flashes to mind as you see these signs:

walking

Okay. Now this one:nowalk

Me? The first sign prompted this thought: Damn! Really? You want to remind me (on vacation, no less?) that I have no little hands of my own to hold?

And the second one? Ah, this must be the entrance to the Infertility Zone.

 

22 Responses

  1. loribeth

    April 9, 2008 12:32 pm

    Now I’m going to have Five Man Electrical Band running through my head all morning. ; ) The first one looks like a bicycle path to me (so moms, hang onto your kids). The other…??

    Sigh. There truly is no escape, is there?? Nevertheless, sounds like you’re having a good time! Yay!

  2. JJ

    April 9, 2008 2:14 pm

    Sounds like you are having a great time!
    I have to admit, my eyes focused on the pictures before I even started to read what you wrote. I had that feeling of “oh geez, another mommy reminder?!”
    Hope you enjoy the rest of your trip without too many “signs”

  3. Dianne

    April 9, 2008 5:39 pm

    Why is there a part of me that wants to put that on my car? Instead of the Baby on Board signs :).

  4. Emily

    April 9, 2008 11:53 pm

    Why do I suddenly have the incredible urge to make a tshirt out of the bottom sign and parade it into a room of fertiles?

  5. Carlynn

    April 10, 2008 7:48 pm

    I love Berlin, it’s one of my favourite cities. I’ve been there twice and both times H and I had so much fun with loads of alcohol, a little sight seeing, lots of cycling and hardly any thoughts of infertility (for once).

    I thought, “Ooh nice, no kid zone,” for the 2nd sign.

    Glad you’re having a good time. I’m very jealous you’re there and I’m not!

  6. Bea

    April 12, 2008 5:56 am

    Ah, Berlin. You won’t have to work hard to make us all jealous when you get back and post the full trip report.

    As for the signs… weird. I really don’t know what the real interpretation is, but yours sound great.

    Bea

  7. shlomit

    April 12, 2008 1:24 pm

    hey!
    I think they just installed that sign over my front door!!!
    Aghghghghghg…gotta laugh or I’ll cry!
    Glad you’re having a great trip!!
    peace
    shlomit

  8. peesticksandstones

    April 12, 2008 11:41 pm

    Ah yes! These for some reason remind me of these signs I see at every New York City park — anywhere there’s a charming little playground. It says “No adults unless accompanied by a child.” I guess this is to fend off molesters or something? But I always feel somewhat offended by it for some reason. Then again, I am totally nuts.

    Enjoy the rest of your trip! It sounds fabulous.

  9. babystep

    April 15, 2008 5:17 am

    Forgive me, but I thought — oh, they are telling where it is appropriate to run moms with kids down on my bicycle! Just kidding.

    • Sara

      April 15, 2008 5:10 pm

      I thought that is what the sign meant too- darn it, guess I will have to stop stamping those little figures on my bike- maybe that’s why I keep getting those dirty looks when riding through the park- maybe I need the second sign for a shirt to warn those walking ahead of me that I am coming- watch out- just kidding- I am not that cruel…..or crazy 😉 But aren’t signs fun

  10. Ms Heathen

    April 17, 2008 1:19 pm

    The second one is surely either a ‘yummy mummy free zone’ or else a ‘no smug parents allowed’ sign. It indicates a mythical place where infertile women are allowed to go and enjoy themselves without constant reminders of everyone else’s fecundity!

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