Friday, July 30, 2010
Karalovy Vary
We drank the sweet elixirs of the magic mineral spa waters. Then had sauna massage time. delightful pig knuckle and goulash. so tasty and delightful.
Munich
Munchen is beer heaven forever.
big mugs. mighty mugs of valor. Litro, compadre.
biergartens and pretzels and wurst.
Augustiner!
HofBrau!
HOORRAY!
ride bikes through the park and chinese tower fun fun.
Holy Ghost Pub.
Germany defeated England and many were happy.
Hooray for Bavaria.
big mugs. mighty mugs of valor. Litro, compadre.
biergartens and pretzels and wurst.
Augustiner!
HofBrau!
HOORRAY!
ride bikes through the park and chinese tower fun fun.
Holy Ghost Pub.
Germany defeated England and many were happy.
Hooray for Bavaria.
swiss
we took a train to switzerland then up a mountain then a cable car up and up and up.
We hiked through fields and up mountains and visited cows and ate their cheese and drank thier beer next to the snow and the ogre and monk and jungfrau. then we snuck up on a waterfall.
then we rode the cable car more ups and ate breakfast at James Bond's rotating house. Down the snow and a lake and Rockschuthup. I drank much apple cider and it haunted my body functions when I was in the woods.
The world cup followed us around europe as we exited cable cars and buses. Hooray Slovakia!
Good friendly peoples at Walter's mountain hotel and good foods and wines.
Beautiful buena vista in our Swiss adventure. calm. A vacation from our vacation.
We hiked through fields and up mountains and visited cows and ate their cheese and drank thier beer next to the snow and the ogre and monk and jungfrau. then we snuck up on a waterfall.
then we rode the cable car more ups and ate breakfast at James Bond's rotating house. Down the snow and a lake and Rockschuthup. I drank much apple cider and it haunted my body functions when I was in the woods.
The world cup followed us around europe as we exited cable cars and buses. Hooray Slovakia!
Good friendly peoples at Walter's mountain hotel and good foods and wines.
Beautiful buena vista in our Swiss adventure. calm. A vacation from our vacation.
Monday, July 12, 2010
paris i
Paris has a big tower, arch and museum. Who cares. We were there for the music. THE music festival that packs the streets, gill to gill with the sweating populous. every corner was claimed by a different act.
80's cover band. 7 nation army. old timey jazz. a pixies song. heavy metal. smooth jazz. a horn and a banjo a drum. Lots of drums all being played by people and other people.
and there were wines in my pocket. little plastic bottles filled with red red wine .175 liters each to be exact. front front back back pocket filled.
on the stairs near the church before Descartes was the marching band. not marching but sitting then standing on the steps to somewhere or nowhere, but now i remember them.
before, in the too high nave of the notre dame, singing. the sun was still out so late at night and made the round window shine like the very eye of God.
the next church on the path was fronted by a tent and leaping horn playing wizards of french teenage funk.
later, a man sold us beers out of his backpack en route to the marching band dance off. tuba and odd shaped horns swaying in the early AM. We could all listen. There was no pain.
we were then led to our market neighbourhood, the music shutting down, closing up shop like the fruit stand we passed. One more crape for the road. or a pommes frites filled waffle cone off falafal doner kabab gyro love.
80's cover band. 7 nation army. old timey jazz. a pixies song. heavy metal. smooth jazz. a horn and a banjo a drum. Lots of drums all being played by people and other people.
and there were wines in my pocket. little plastic bottles filled with red red wine .175 liters each to be exact. front front back back pocket filled.
on the stairs near the church before Descartes was the marching band. not marching but sitting then standing on the steps to somewhere or nowhere, but now i remember them.
before, in the too high nave of the notre dame, singing. the sun was still out so late at night and made the round window shine like the very eye of God.
the next church on the path was fronted by a tent and leaping horn playing wizards of french teenage funk.
later, a man sold us beers out of his backpack en route to the marching band dance off. tuba and odd shaped horns swaying in the early AM. We could all listen. There was no pain.
we were then led to our market neighbourhood, the music shutting down, closing up shop like the fruit stand we passed. One more crape for the road. or a pommes frites filled waffle cone off falafal doner kabab gyro love.
Brugge
We were in London near Portobello Road, like in "Bedknobs and Broomsticks", ya know. We ate various cream-filled pastries the night after sampling cocktails served up by Rose - Hemingways, and other concoctions.
This and that. We saw the handwritten lyrics to Day Tripper and also Codex Sinaticus from AD 4c.-ish.
We found a train and rode it under the sea with fishes and then popped back up in France then Belgium. We comendered a choo choo to Brugge. It is still in Belgium. They have swans and love water, chocolate made from Cuban cigars and Buddha/ginger.
We rented bikes and rode up and down windmills with our friends St Bernardus, Rochfort and Westmalle.
Dubbel, triple and 5 times up windmills to the restaurant, where a belgian/floridian could not control his bow wow and the waitress was terrified and threw my lasanga into the air and it broke into 5 billion pieces to the moon.
I wanted to lick it up, but the doggie did and i drank a beers.
Later we slept, but not until we crossed a bridge and a nunnary and got lost in the woods. (scary)
sleep
then a beer/church/pommes frites/waffle tour through town and the world cup didn't stop for us or our bikes the first or second day.
back
I wake up at 5am because it feels like 1pm.
Just went to American grocery store for first time in 10 months. Wonderful. Beers! Wines! What a wonder of cans, jars and bottles!
Just went to American grocery store for first time in 10 months. Wonderful. Beers! Wines! What a wonder of cans, jars and bottles!
Friday, July 9, 2010
back to the US
After studies from sept to june, and a french/swiss/czech/german tour, we are now going back to the States. San Francisco will be our home for a year. Good bye England and tea and beans and bikes and flowers and trains and real ale and old things. Hello California and the sunshine and the ocean and mexican food and driving a car and using a cell phone.
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