tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43761986733330559312024-02-19T05:09:41.257+00:00Bier today...The never-ending quest for the perfect pintJonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-8203764348667493442011-05-27T23:32:00.000+01:002011-06-06T00:09:06.986+01:00Warning!Don't ever think about getting a train with Craig!<div><br /></div><div>The plan was simple - Dr Stan, Craig and I would take the short train journey to Peterborough, leaving Bernard in Cambridge to recover from his jet lag. What could possibly go wrong?</div><div><br /></div><div>I can reveal that March station is not the place you want to spend three hours in - although we were better off than the train that spent 3 hours 200 yards from the station... It turned out that there was a signal failure. This seems to be a regular occurrence for Craig, who recently spent 5 hours on a train just outside York.</div><div><br /></div><div>Eventually arriving in Peterborugh, our first stop was Oakham's Brewery Tap - highly recommended both for the beer and the Thai food available. Dragging Craig away (I think it's because the Tap is situated in an old Job Centre), we paid a quick visit to the Wortley Almshouses (apparently the model for the workhouse in Oliver Twist - now a Samuel Smith's pub) <i>en route</i> to the Ostrich - where, unlike in Cambridge, the locals talk to strangers!</div><div><br /></div><div>Dr Stan wanted to visit Charters (a river barge serving Oakham beers), and took Craig with him. I went back to the Brewery Tap to try the Helter Skelter - recommended by those who had sampled it in the Live and Let Live the night before. Another success for Oakham!</div><div><br /></div><div>Fortunately, the train back was uneventful, and so we were able to return to the Devonshire Arms to meet Peter, brother Gerry, Hector and Marg, who had all arrived in time to visit Norwich tomorrow.</div>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-40807902239647624292011-05-26T23:27:00.001+01:002011-06-05T23:31:46.518+01:00Dazed, Confused and barely coherent<span class="Apple-style-span" >Day 2 in Cambridge eventually dawned. Craig was assured that he had paid his share of the taxi home, and that he was allowed to visit Cambridge again...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >After Bernard arrived, <a href="http://dazedandconfused59.blogspot.com/">dazed and confused</a> from his 6 weeks in South America, we made our way to the beer festival. Regulars will remember that the festival is held in tents on Jesus Green. This is great when the weather is good, but has certain drawbacks when there are heavy rain showers...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Unfortunately, the beers were slightly disappointing - unlike previous years, there were a few that seemed slightly out of condition. Some of the stronger beers were nowhere to be seen either. You can tell when things are not going to plan - Bernard was even disappointed by the range of cheese on offer! Fortunately, however, the foreign bier bar was as good as ever, with the<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 75, 78); "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span><a href="http://www.schlenkerla.de/rauchbier/sorten/schlenkerlaeichee.html" style="color: rgb(221, 101, 153); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Schlenkerla Eiche Doppelbock</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span>making a welcome return. It was good to see Olaf back, recovering from his recent heart problems.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I am told that Craig, Bernard and Dr Stan visited some Cambridge pubs - I thought better...</span></span></span></span></div>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-65178490457045507802011-05-25T23:54:00.001+01:002011-06-03T00:25:47.555+01:00What's that coming...Or Craig visits the Cambridge Beer Festival...<div><br /></div><div>After the "short" drive from Glasgow, and having checked in to our digs - the ultra-compact Cityroomz - Craig and I set off to meet Dr Stan. The intention was to visit a few pubs then head to the Beer Festival at Jesus Green.</div><div><br /></div><div>First stop was the Devonshire Arms - rapidly becoming one of my favourite pubs in Cambridge - where the Milton beers were as good as ever. A pleasant place to wait for Dr Stan, who had (for reasons best known to himself...) travelled over from Wales. Sadly, there was only time for one pint before heading off.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next stop on the tour was the Kingston Arms - sadly, what came out of the tap with the Jaipur clip did not taste overly familiar (an experience repeated at the Beer Festival the next day!) Moving on quickly, we then made our way to the Cambridge Blue - another great pub, let down, on this occasion, by the rather limited range of biers available.</div><div><br /></div><div>Regular readers will know that Craig is rather selective when it comes to bier - nothing heknows to be under 5% will pass his lips. As a result, he was forced on to bottled Belgian bier at the Elm Tree - perhaps the first sign that plans to visit the festival might fall through.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next sign came on arrival at St Radegund - a small pub serving Milton beers. Not only did Craig persuade Laura the barmaid to play Joy Division, but he managed to get a local (albeit a student from Sheffield) to talk to us. All was going well - what could possibly go wrong?</div><div><br /></div><div>All I will say is that our taxi arrived quickly enough and Craig was not barred...</div>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-51983286045141050322011-01-03T13:11:00.035+00:002011-02-03T17:02:41.728+00:00Silvester in München<span style="font-weight:bold;">Thursday, December 30</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZGiWFNR4crVGKQEadZSYkqTJ7sYWemB81YB2xsGiFZz0g0Eqs9gKGGCiFVTZOLfwHYOEtlpchuHfGaQqLrfCGDtPLzCC30kbpo5GiVj_3ShGUXXenziDD-kh1uRWhBMmoCpztTT3-TY/s1600/Augustiner0001.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZGiWFNR4crVGKQEadZSYkqTJ7sYWemB81YB2xsGiFZz0g0Eqs9gKGGCiFVTZOLfwHYOEtlpchuHfGaQqLrfCGDtPLzCC30kbpo5GiVj_3ShGUXXenziDD-kh1uRWhBMmoCpztTT3-TY/s200/Augustiner0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569509598727000562" /></a>Craig observed that it took exactly seven hours from the moment he and Yvonne were collected on the South Side (Glasgow) until we emerged from the S Bahn at München Hbf and approached our usual hotel, The Royal (Schillerstrasse). Lord Clive of Crawley and his dear maiden, Maggie had been in town for some hours having caught the pre-dawn flight from Gatwick. Jonathan and David were incommunicado initially being somewhere between their overnight stop in Ieper and the München rendezvous.<br />Six of us assembled in the hotel foyer, yes Marg was here too in case anyone has lost count, and stepped out into a city which appeared to never have had snow despite the entire region being covered. The city centre streets had been cleared, totally: a lesson yet to be learned by those who are in charge back in Blighty.<br />A quick stop at Karlsplatz/Stachus to watch the ice skaters, well we did have three ladies, and before we knew it the Augustiner Grossgastatte was before us. We had to enter. Marg had brought no gloves and so disappeared to the nearby Kaufhof. Edelstoff was the drink of choice by the rest of us. The Italians were in town en mass the ones sitting near us were very noisy, perhaps they had been drinking.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Der Pschorr</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUfH4hDgx8Dq5hJIU25g_-rN6SaFKFaUZIqcCYsaiL03yrgAFA_-Y72HA2_b2uXvXlTWFDCnwqBf_EiQFhFvqwsK7wnS_u3Mqtkp0SzjbaAieGk4I9n9ruYbh3qfsL-Pgowt0yRtUncso/s1600/DerPschorr1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUfH4hDgx8Dq5hJIU25g_-rN6SaFKFaUZIqcCYsaiL03yrgAFA_-Y72HA2_b2uXvXlTWFDCnwqBf_EiQFhFvqwsK7wnS_u3Mqtkp0SzjbaAieGk4I9n9ruYbh3qfsL-Pgowt0yRtUncso/s200/DerPschorr1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558695762746409506" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4LEhFvo0fMO5_ezhR8yTHlc4RzOPDVcvkeNXjYoOAGs5LffSu6_wJQiw3y8if57l-v_nn1XSC_hLfjSb9MHMHjI0geb3uXCQ5fyq7llbFXyDhxrWjNDKkt_amNJUcoKvsbJwbjx6yZIQ/s1600/DePschorr2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4LEhFvo0fMO5_ezhR8yTHlc4RzOPDVcvkeNXjYoOAGs5LffSu6_wJQiw3y8if57l-v_nn1XSC_hLfjSb9MHMHjI0geb3uXCQ5fyq7llbFXyDhxrWjNDKkt_amNJUcoKvsbJwbjx6yZIQ/s200/DePschorr2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558695427719758530" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Hector had arranged dinner for eight at 20.00at Der Pschorr (Viktualienmarkt 15, 80331, München). We were given a downstairs table for the first time ever. Still no sign of the road runners.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIl5UUaFiN4P91vWYpIDqUcaPsTiWP0ZsIcYOxpIM5ZYoB-QCa_0TnBgHStvbP38QIRm7p3hMUthQ2j027-j3IcjQHxtwMPFvRgl8wbciVwv30heVExqVZiDb9PJLszCpmlmF37Dvjkto/s1600/Clive.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIl5UUaFiN4P91vWYpIDqUcaPsTiWP0ZsIcYOxpIM5ZYoB-QCa_0TnBgHStvbP38QIRm7p3hMUthQ2j027-j3IcjQHxtwMPFvRgl8wbciVwv30heVExqVZiDb9PJLszCpmlmF37Dvjkto/s200/Clive.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558695174693984002" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLo1Jv1RKEy8kvv-9PB4YEiNRahlkcD_IZB-SXJut0HubXCRW2T_WVR4hP1nm0XDrkG5mx76JHt3EgTAgOMj4-mBs4-hsDsiIxYnX1f7YsyEOx0lSM615buCnKwWCR4bVyewmLYy8zsN8/s1600/Maggie.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLo1Jv1RKEy8kvv-9PB4YEiNRahlkcD_IZB-SXJut0HubXCRW2T_WVR4hP1nm0XDrkG5mx76JHt3EgTAgOMj4-mBs4-hsDsiIxYnX1f7YsyEOx0lSM615buCnKwWCR4bVyewmLYy8zsN8/s200/Maggie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558696554063744562" /></a><br /><br /><br />David and Jonathan arrived in time for the second order of Hacker-Pschorr Helles, or Weizen as David would consume throughout the trip. The Helles is served directly from the Barrel which is exactly what we want. The Bier prices are higher here than other outlets but the main attraction is actually the food. The food is always superb. The meat content of Hector’s Goulash was the equivalent to that consumed some days before at <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Yadgar</a>.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMs0LxLMz9gnwIF4SKKWXq59prPUx9ONScy_kUwA9g2CFgeO84kB-upJfP6uZiJemfB2xCvCstbjMFqD6-Tp_11hwediVwzCFs43cRO1o6gMmXcECDk7toShfdTJDbTvrnUOqLHiBdFtI/s1600/Desert.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMs0LxLMz9gnwIF4SKKWXq59prPUx9ONScy_kUwA9g2CFgeO84kB-upJfP6uZiJemfB2xCvCstbjMFqD6-Tp_11hwediVwzCFs43cRO1o6gMmXcECDk7toShfdTJDbTvrnUOqLHiBdFtI/s200/Desert.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558697791031338338" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxZ4a_ojx3l5RmIECokO3pJhMPkGxBm-gWVoPhC0BFjfOS02Bd6MPBbH44hJv1KMJtvjaPKNmjaaGw9s9STsRN7QOsKRJaFxbQFuhxheemdvwITKAiXYNGJvb-nu8oE2bdiDulcf-8NhA/s1600/Goulasch.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxZ4a_ojx3l5RmIECokO3pJhMPkGxBm-gWVoPhC0BFjfOS02Bd6MPBbH44hJv1KMJtvjaPKNmjaaGw9s9STsRN7QOsKRJaFxbQFuhxheemdvwITKAiXYNGJvb-nu8oE2bdiDulcf-8NhA/s200/Goulasch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558696103787506370" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSszwegI7SNKtvqjqJUXcPx5WwbQGlAWvkxdJADdjZ37mjBj9sSuW05DGkkKEG_dbe2FUPnk1_j6iZlkFMzlR7orCUttzAUeRNCvvDB6HT7_SMQnE4cXrY-DKk2lPBABYoJsOc9ycgMvo/s1600/Group.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSszwegI7SNKtvqjqJUXcPx5WwbQGlAWvkxdJADdjZ37mjBj9sSuW05DGkkKEG_dbe2FUPnk1_j6iZlkFMzlR7orCUttzAUeRNCvvDB6HT7_SMQnE4cXrY-DKk2lPBABYoJsOc9ycgMvo/s200/Group.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558696333570630898" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPo4z3J_14MwGX9L_vg_D6Nmcm7qg_LQ_68tRubwE-2VJMdj9fsocniCk28SYKxBTNaGnoQdJ-ZVWdFrq49vwI0HKzkMh5VwWNCDCt0H0Q5NQpmnv0XOzltgJHE79QA2gLCN9b8tZH1sk/s1600/D%252BJ.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPo4z3J_14MwGX9L_vg_D6Nmcm7qg_LQ_68tRubwE-2VJMdj9fsocniCk28SYKxBTNaGnoQdJ-ZVWdFrq49vwI0HKzkMh5VwWNCDCt0H0Q5NQpmnv0XOzltgJHE79QA2gLCN9b8tZH1sk/s200/D%252BJ.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558697594833363122" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM4iE0wRFJMblJRP_Ul_V8vh4dzXg1fNEdjIqFfYfOq_2GL5FuicZPWMXi2jHJmWI7hF-XCtvxpTI2S7fVWd1ZUmUtLDD5NpKZ0JVoAur8-ANvmOeTmrBC17IjUvo2DeZ5EeEk_uACL6U/s1600/Marg.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM4iE0wRFJMblJRP_Ul_V8vh4dzXg1fNEdjIqFfYfOq_2GL5FuicZPWMXi2jHJmWI7hF-XCtvxpTI2S7fVWd1ZUmUtLDD5NpKZ0JVoAur8-ANvmOeTmrBC17IjUvo2DeZ5EeEk_uACL6U/s200/Marg.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558696872818551426" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Andechs am Dom</span><br /><br />Marg and Maggie retired after the meal. The rest of us were drawn as if my magnetism to the Andechs Haus. We went through the usual ritual of asking for the Spezial Hell. ‘Of course we serve it, I shall show you the menu.’ We pointed out to the waitress that they do not. And why not?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfimF4phIr4YefuN2B-gsx6_bQXYjfGaTKO_vQJ4a7PWBLklK-gkcy8ENzurXanMDqdD1bc0DXsir7Hdrw-BqZHPrw7UyfP8nopv8zIu96npuPykRinQW-0mhN737yPsDpeTqT90zK2bs/s1600/Craig.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfimF4phIr4YefuN2B-gsx6_bQXYjfGaTKO_vQJ4a7PWBLklK-gkcy8ENzurXanMDqdD1bc0DXsir7Hdrw-BqZHPrw7UyfP8nopv8zIu96npuPykRinQW-0mhN737yPsDpeTqT90zK2bs/s200/Craig.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558697397094833026" /></a>Why not indeed? The indifference by many of those employed by Andechs in München to their customers is becoming legendary. When did we last go out to the Kloster? The Nürnberg outlet is far superior.<br />Having dismissed the ‘Ordinary’ Hell we all opted for the Weizen, simply the best Weissbier on the planet. Hector sneaked in a Doppelbock Dunkles too. Hector was also last out! (... and not for the first time...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCpWdr05LDqqDHm1vDkLEBqmTedbcVEG6C4s5dMc1omQQaKOXEOOodXE-za3U_LcXqlEbO_3Xj45KaQbKc-F2j0YmTnI59GMvVFeOKXn-FiBU-grpX2eXgyGsQVxCIjY9aF4Cgl6kNF3I/s1600/LastOut.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCpWdr05LDqqDHm1vDkLEBqmTedbcVEG6C4s5dMc1omQQaKOXEOOodXE-za3U_LcXqlEbO_3Xj45KaQbKc-F2j0YmTnI59GMvVFeOKXn-FiBU-grpX2eXgyGsQVxCIjY9aF4Cgl6kNF3I/s200/LastOut.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558700730037075698" /></a><br />Being a very good boy, Hector went straight back to the Royal Hotel with Craig and Yvonne. The others went to the Sports’ Bar (Schillerstrasse), the foreign branch of The Bad Boys Club convened.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Friday, December 31 : Silvester</span><br /><br /><br />Some of us made to breakfast. For Clive and Maggie, breakfast was consumed in their first trip to the Lahori Hajweri where a Curry-Heute Buffet was consumed. Jonathan, Craig and Yvonne were also present. This was the last Hector and Marg saw of the company until we returned late afternoon for a WLD. Craig drinking Raspberry Tea, now there was a sight. All this to ensure that we were not 'over-tired' before the events of the evening.<br /><br />Steve and Juliet had arrived courtesy of Mr O'Leary via Memmingen. It was at the rendezvous at the Augustiner Brewery Tap where we first met up. Unlike last year, the doors did not open until just before 19.00. There was a crowd.<br />Somehow Hector found himself being thrust to the front of our merry band to talk us in. This proved impossible as Jonathan, at the rear, had the booking details. The screen on the HTC Desire HD was large enough to show the scan of the booking convincingly. 'The last table on the right.' was our instructed direction: 'Yes, same as last year.' was the reply.<br />And so with Hector and Jonathan at opposite heads of the table the rest assembled, except David. He had fun negotiating his way in.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gyAAEnaqZajPBMOKGNR0km74Az5cEnvK4asIKLst2D791PjjHWjmzEwWaLTqYY4uGynvoA25-TnCpIJXyWQQ5-CguwuXpVqGtGOxi7HD53dMzgoSjP6C94SmIfFHUDWUyYOQzZqQju4/s1600/Mun7.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gyAAEnaqZajPBMOKGNR0km74Az5cEnvK4asIKLst2D791PjjHWjmzEwWaLTqYY4uGynvoA25-TnCpIJXyWQQ5-CguwuXpVqGtGOxi7HD53dMzgoSjP6C94SmIfFHUDWUyYOQzZqQju4/s200/Mun7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563205846458305266" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjhVzGtEzBvh1vWRkqKTal2sUQ3UIrtp-GMW5gUcPzfqNDtBHS1fNqXCm_UtJFMy1j40NLfk9VzrNItsp7J0m-IY6lc1W6T3r2TPrBqkJs69iK7oKMVc9yK2MXQ7-oAZA92Bo04bCelw/s1600/Mun6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjhVzGtEzBvh1vWRkqKTal2sUQ3UIrtp-GMW5gUcPzfqNDtBHS1fNqXCm_UtJFMy1j40NLfk9VzrNItsp7J0m-IY6lc1W6T3r2TPrBqkJs69iK7oKMVc9yK2MXQ7-oAZA92Bo04bCelw/s200/Mun6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563205615957594386" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQyWHkwW2NJE8YKzu8YhZPpAm85JNkSaTPXtqUPULnmTz76ypblSISi0UNBXpb00U-KT5O1uFrUk6sVmXMq0A53ob6s3IxqXa2eS2XsHI2XnErHB5_EirHKUgjTNSWhoIl6nhzw_HMtA/s1600/Mun5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQyWHkwW2NJE8YKzu8YhZPpAm85JNkSaTPXtqUPULnmTz76ypblSISi0UNBXpb00U-KT5O1uFrUk6sVmXMq0A53ob6s3IxqXa2eS2XsHI2XnErHB5_EirHKUgjTNSWhoIl6nhzw_HMtA/s200/Mun5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563205335988526274" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx0JhR1z4EAMzEQIgSHC6fuq3GgJ9TWsYAImdMWGwHJpjZM7oH_jYHcL7YqZfotxbHp5ogFkGISGY8K4Vq22t_FEkqnCbaxgTF4Yt4XfGLZISMYfe6c3XnaiU6DDe1gIa3b7yyIn3gNUs/s1600/Mun4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx0JhR1z4EAMzEQIgSHC6fuq3GgJ9TWsYAImdMWGwHJpjZM7oH_jYHcL7YqZfotxbHp5ogFkGISGY8K4Vq22t_FEkqnCbaxgTF4Yt4XfGLZISMYfe6c3XnaiU6DDe1gIa3b7yyIn3gNUs/s200/Mun4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563204775888238978" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7YjigtJlA9khwSZeiz736RSIVOb3637xPwxXUECLKzGjOFxmQqjah3cWa6xqmRNgbNnSAA4yBk020-VihJveJoXjS6DDubmRGFQ90UyHOYhBAwNlPwHLjodIzhizdFiA6vIHoSASSO0/s1600/Mun3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn7YjigtJlA9khwSZeiz736RSIVOb3637xPwxXUECLKzGjOFxmQqjah3cWa6xqmRNgbNnSAA4yBk020-VihJveJoXjS6DDubmRGFQ90UyHOYhBAwNlPwHLjodIzhizdFiA6vIHoSASSO0/s200/Mun3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563204500981358578" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZXkJ6_H2w_59oN1-WimAkzh629i34bM1ENajmdtWjT0pQOwt7NXAm_O3v3WIU2qVwMdPOSk3oZB-ajLUq3aRCxbLqKZ8nz_lm2c-VTdYJfXwFO0tuiw-bUKAMSF52-FirCNXnCaobUrM/s1600/Mun2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZXkJ6_H2w_59oN1-WimAkzh629i34bM1ENajmdtWjT0pQOwt7NXAm_O3v3WIU2qVwMdPOSk3oZB-ajLUq3aRCxbLqKZ8nz_lm2c-VTdYJfXwFO0tuiw-bUKAMSF52-FirCNXnCaobUrM/s200/Mun2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563204284948937010" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQttsUx9Nl5ScLDn8M2MeQP1o7OmgflOJL-4RFOctLsUoRGpASX-I8pjGzNvBhggzX7bAPw0nAGHce-0DVAZi4x9EoqdWROTbg765AsZr6R02Hm7khfCLAuffXYnzWBnan76kAIrPYWU/s1600/SIl3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQttsUx9Nl5ScLDn8M2MeQP1o7OmgflOJL-4RFOctLsUoRGpASX-I8pjGzNvBhggzX7bAPw0nAGHce-0DVAZi4x9EoqdWROTbg765AsZr6R02Hm7khfCLAuffXYnzWBnan76kAIrPYWU/s200/SIl3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563198494380980514" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Edlestoff, vom Fass, at €2.65 per 0.5l.</span> This is certainly good value. Jonathan of course enjoys the full litre. Marg had a Weinschorle, here we go...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6Q2ORtI0vI7pgE0yDJMbfnd93DIj9wirQFUti5k4v1GHieTPyBMx6F51h8IyQnab0Pm6Yihq5mmGdZz_QKw837Y2y5eCXnxIbgz63OL8vxp_ytKTZloPT7tp73iSLoO2d8Ux_JnDZ18/s1600/Sil8.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT6Q2ORtI0vI7pgE0yDJMbfnd93DIj9wirQFUti5k4v1GHieTPyBMx6F51h8IyQnab0Pm6Yihq5mmGdZz_QKw837Y2y5eCXnxIbgz63OL8vxp_ytKTZloPT7tp73iSLoO2d8Ux_JnDZ18/s200/Sil8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563197553879802898" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8II2Q77b0ATaWGD7_rGFaYL4J4HFsBssUBM2_9aj26NvKLbKiv4yRyAlc9UA0rnbPXF_UC943eUkdvOLIs_P-H_5sufQQMK1BYXnHPCeDhTB_MPCtsYSYh0T4n8LN0PZ6D559fxgU6aU/s1600/Sil1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8II2Q77b0ATaWGD7_rGFaYL4J4HFsBssUBM2_9aj26NvKLbKiv4yRyAlc9UA0rnbPXF_UC943eUkdvOLIs_P-H_5sufQQMK1BYXnHPCeDhTB_MPCtsYSYh0T4n8LN0PZ6D559fxgU6aU/s200/Sil1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563198851864657346" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5fOY-YWIEJqEbnlkU7SEQii7JOhVucL2rckpaeJj4YTYn8xrM36GMJvGPOS6lDT3DzhvwAeArqS5V7q6P985b67EHp024a-hqipxbhDVRNXbRj4jj8Pi1UYAMAvehcldEh85ofCF0vI/s1600/Sil2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5fOY-YWIEJqEbnlkU7SEQii7JOhVucL2rckpaeJj4YTYn8xrM36GMJvGPOS6lDT3DzhvwAeArqS5V7q6P985b67EHp024a-hqipxbhDVRNXbRj4jj8Pi1UYAMAvehcldEh85ofCF0vI/s200/Sil2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563198671265844562" /></a><br />The Buffet is bountiful. We jumped up when the queue had subsided. Not to overfill one's plate when Salmon, Prawns, Roast Beef, Ham, just to mention the meats are on offer, is very difficult. The Salads too were excellent. Hector overfilled his plate.<br /><br />Craig and Yvonne were pacing themselves, carefully: no Starters for them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFx4A7vgFqUp-_4jZN-0SqFP7DCRH5cekT0NbSzWYip9Leeh92eAEP0mX_rTCILkn-J7lEt1se-pnuc1x4s8hWSwt4S1XVlU7SRd0Ph2p9T12sXOZV5Zvbog2I3N99VAIMXPGXg32Y2bI/s1600/Sil4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFx4A7vgFqUp-_4jZN-0SqFP7DCRH5cekT0NbSzWYip9Leeh92eAEP0mX_rTCILkn-J7lEt1se-pnuc1x4s8hWSwt4S1XVlU7SRd0Ph2p9T12sXOZV5Zvbog2I3N99VAIMXPGXg32Y2bI/s200/Sil4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563198329069173474" /></a>There was an attempt at letting the food go down before the others went up for the main courses. Hector and Marg stayed put. Eventually it was time, a dilemma.<br />This was solved easily. Rather than overdose of Schweinhaxe et al, Hector asked for Ein Halbe Ente, this with gravy is all that went on his plate: perfection.<br />There is a lot of bone on the carcass of a Duck. Still, there was a lot of eating too. Hector was blowing virtual feathers from his mouth as he waved the flag of surrender. Enough.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Those who do, had Dessert</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB4Z20LKcgnVONEnhom2R5KT2yb8zZB38qwOJqlr1JcCqlM7Cp8sYwCEx_AVQdGINxsPdsPnHEmT2bJTe5PB2PcRM61AcW0dHhsqEsyJpnlqR4h00lrjSzdmSB9g8ZRk0DxZ3MOaHmo2M/s1600/Sil5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB4Z20LKcgnVONEnhom2R5KT2yb8zZB38qwOJqlr1JcCqlM7Cp8sYwCEx_AVQdGINxsPdsPnHEmT2bJTe5PB2PcRM61AcW0dHhsqEsyJpnlqR4h00lrjSzdmSB9g8ZRk0DxZ3MOaHmo2M/s200/Sil5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563198149844138290" /></a>Now in previous years, there has been a bit of a lull after 2200, when the food has gone in and the Bier tally is mounting. To entertain us, Marg had smuggled a 'Bomb' on board the flight from Edinburgh. 'Pass the Bomb' has been amusing the various company that Marg has been involved in for the last few weeks. This was to be our stimulus for the next hour or so. Alas, the volume of the music was such that playing any parlour games was impossible. Indeed, the music was more varied than last year and so Marg set the party going by being first up on the bench to do her ritual dance-along. The other ladies accompanied. Hector was pacing himself.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Oh no, here we go again...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOzyRTbgQ2eN6fBflQpufpLrLB6m7PLYNGmKHPL7-uaigXa1fnVXhpEaG_buk7QkME6lV3pxU8cgyUe1PDBTXBIyvnxAK2M6rqtHUKpkBdbtxVq9dhwvekVVTPyFRN7wnFmjYXj_culE/s1600/Sil7.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOzyRTbgQ2eN6fBflQpufpLrLB6m7PLYNGmKHPL7-uaigXa1fnVXhpEaG_buk7QkME6lV3pxU8cgyUe1PDBTXBIyvnxAK2M6rqtHUKpkBdbtxVq9dhwvekVVTPyFRN7wnFmjYXj_culE/s200/Sil7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563197765502115666" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhazq0KLY_Ntr_i-9AJeui4Ml1ih7jyTztBYfV3Nf5IAEiulBxYI4zuxHDkbeBU4B7zNLCT1PloaUpo_8c_luUDwe_DO9df6KmUEuRnEPvyG3AOCip2sP8I7Z0CuSWJg3A8znvyWK6mW1A/s1600/Sil6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhazq0KLY_Ntr_i-9AJeui4Ml1ih7jyTztBYfV3Nf5IAEiulBxYI4zuxHDkbeBU4B7zNLCT1PloaUpo_8c_luUDwe_DO9df6KmUEuRnEPvyG3AOCip2sP8I7Z0CuSWJg3A8znvyWK6mW1A/s200/Sil6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563197952856547106" /></a>Without any warning, Craig went from being his usual placid self to 'the monster' in the space of a nano-second. He was up on the window sill doing 'his dance'. Jaws dropped at our end of the room. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Stammtisch</span><br /><br />The Stammtisch at Augustiner is a magnificnet circular table. This evening it was occupied by a very young group. The offspring of the workers we speculated. A priviledged seat. Amongst them were two stand-out chaps who consider themselves to be the most important people in the room. 'Look at us.' had been apparent for some time.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Craig, the Hero</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNO3MDVtun4-Pw8Wd4ZppN21Sry0RRAQAtmtJE5axgkHgIjsRHkjODI2qfJYuLuw9mXb50kc1hajFGXo7d4QqUvGSqfgm1oWeYcME0-z47HVMdfEeDxVEuargEQfg2MmifiiqNv5tqngo/s1600/Mun8.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNO3MDVtun4-Pw8Wd4ZppN21Sry0RRAQAtmtJE5axgkHgIjsRHkjODI2qfJYuLuw9mXb50kc1hajFGXo7d4QqUvGSqfgm1oWeYcME0-z47HVMdfEeDxVEuargEQfg2MmifiiqNv5tqngo/s200/Mun8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563203389653431026" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz8wmNBCVJAJOqudjxNUob-dCtujK5W6XU6oZEC2i84QgdEjBhgXZ7HG0xp_eMNfuf4Na08eCG3T11vN27XAj2g2JqZh8m2FjdtqElfGYLz7o0zTQzTwaEFngfEV6z3PAomp4Ca6vYUzg/s1600/Mun1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz8wmNBCVJAJOqudjxNUob-dCtujK5W6XU6oZEC2i84QgdEjBhgXZ7HG0xp_eMNfuf4Na08eCG3T11vN27XAj2g2JqZh8m2FjdtqElfGYLz7o0zTQzTwaEFngfEV6z3PAomp4Ca6vYUzg/s200/Mun1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563203791174184418" /></a><br />Craig was dancing away, being filmed and photographed by all. This was too much for a chap from the Stammtisch, he wanted up there too. By this time Management had appeared and Craig was summoned to the floor. He was advised that he was a very naughty boy. The other chap persisted much to the increasing annoyance of our supervisor who did the entire refereeing ritual of calling him down and threatening him with the red card. I think Craig received a yellow. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Incoming</span><br /><br />Robin sent a text wishing us a Happy New Year,before midnight. He was suffering from 'premature congratulation'. Howard was drinking 10% Bier with Tracey and Dr Stan at The Three Judges. This was before he fell asleep, allegedly. Four people who should have been with us.<br />Next year in Mirfield!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Happy New Year</span><br /><br />The music was in full flow. We were all up on the benches when Hector held up his new HTC Desire HD and showed the time on the very large display: 00.00. And so we celebrated the German New Year. An hour later we celebrated the Scottish New Year with Auld Lang Syne.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">See you, Jimmy</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1S3sKthscAZAUT37rM3NyfHOd4oyJnnhPjx75dMZeGwmLhjg3nbMPasON8IibSnb63qqOTg-8-IrPVnyZ0pQTy8ffSsYKkLb2kdI4UIAPKZztY9RmuqOsewpe0g33oEWAHAd3JaOcdxU/s1600/SIl9.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1S3sKthscAZAUT37rM3NyfHOd4oyJnnhPjx75dMZeGwmLhjg3nbMPasON8IibSnb63qqOTg-8-IrPVnyZ0pQTy8ffSsYKkLb2kdI4UIAPKZztY9RmuqOsewpe0g33oEWAHAd3JaOcdxU/s200/SIl9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563197374212867874" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5Wf3erIBkxxKXHTY3vd4xm5KQIymfgg6xH4USdPo_Te54BsHXQDiE5R_RSuVN4uO-yk-Xs0jZ6PbrTvqthzwxSBO0nyJJ_Y_ZlDpHwCvOUUPLcJjo7CfhNEa80ZxqKYo8H-lYVelWJs/s1600/Sil10.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5Wf3erIBkxxKXHTY3vd4xm5KQIymfgg6xH4USdPo_Te54BsHXQDiE5R_RSuVN4uO-yk-Xs0jZ6PbrTvqthzwxSBO0nyJJ_Y_ZlDpHwCvOUUPLcJjo7CfhNEa80ZxqKYo8H-lYVelWJs/s200/Sil10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563197180171563266" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wcuQ5qgkpLBmalBb4vZ-hqXnIne7tKgYo99vQEROLNp1DRaa4S-TRf7LlWeOtUaHxavlZnG3vNwqJmOXb2sN4MSGB0E_RPHrX567wb73RNQBND78g01v30zyfe7Gbk0rt3KEQij0OL8/s1600/Mun9.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wcuQ5qgkpLBmalBb4vZ-hqXnIne7tKgYo99vQEROLNp1DRaa4S-TRf7LlWeOtUaHxavlZnG3vNwqJmOXb2sN4MSGB0E_RPHrX567wb73RNQBND78g01v30zyfe7Gbk0rt3KEQij0OL8/s200/Mun9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563204999857514162" /></a>The ritual headgear had been brought by all. Jonathan had left his in the car. Craig, Yvonne, Clive and Maggie had left theirs in their hotel rooms. We only had three hats: this is not good enough. They should have been sent home to get them!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Night Night</span><br /><br />It was approaching 03.00 when Steve and Juliet decided to call it a day. We summoned the waiter to settle up. The individual bills were embarrassing. How could be have spent so little on Bier over such a long period?<br />We had all paced ourselves! We all deserve congratulations. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaTqEUzpVRYK8RJr8hhvM0OvPKhhbj6Ew-wCLMzUIM3XnhVFf2d_0vkt8WCF_bv09oF6Tk-gA5vQ5KVghINlfgp2RYME7ZJgq_z7NjX48pPMtR80w3IkGNYna88mB7ABurhHNRWWK103U/s1600/NightNight.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaTqEUzpVRYK8RJr8hhvM0OvPKhhbj6Ew-wCLMzUIM3XnhVFf2d_0vkt8WCF_bv09oF6Tk-gA5vQ5KVghINlfgp2RYME7ZJgq_z7NjX48pPMtR80w3IkGNYna88mB7ABurhHNRWWK103U/s200/NightNight.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563199568607091650" /></a><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />The Sports Bar</span><br /><br />Hector was given permission to join the Bad Boys and have a Franziskaner. Marg departed. David and Jonathan thought they could sneak past the window, Maggie had other ideas. The party began again.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyt8Gdkmo9NCKbS8tHXouSIJ3nWQKw4v0DJiTfxrLTnGeONMa1jmDF7z32LqclXzDM7mzPq0gVstdTLoVsNr8ZUH1KN4b41bvQ_wnml0JhSbITim2ZFaesWExF2wbP4pSpLd23aElRDHo/s1600/NY1aa.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyt8Gdkmo9NCKbS8tHXouSIJ3nWQKw4v0DJiTfxrLTnGeONMa1jmDF7z32LqclXzDM7mzPq0gVstdTLoVsNr8ZUH1KN4b41bvQ_wnml0JhSbITim2ZFaesWExF2wbP4pSpLd23aElRDHo/s200/NY1aa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563597575506171762" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">New Year’s Day<br /><br />I don’t want to go to Tegernsee</span><br /><br />Marg and Hector had a long lie. Jonathan and David had already left for Tegernsee by the time we surfaced. Craig, Yvonne, Clive and Maggie found a later train. Steve and Juliet kept a low profile.<br />The Englischer Garten for a Glühwein has been the tradition at New Year; well we did this the last twice we were in München for Silvester.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFK4lk7HwL502LHL5Zl067oxNiyLXjYaDqzjs4h8ryHJqmPCtWX8TDY71WP6neR0SGdgdH7tllr6erxUw8pPJS14C4sUlyC3n2wGQLsQCQi9oPq3KsyhnYPiMrEAoqoEBA0ZIEitC46OM/s1600/NY2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFK4lk7HwL502LHL5Zl067oxNiyLXjYaDqzjs4h8ryHJqmPCtWX8TDY71WP6neR0SGdgdH7tllr6erxUw8pPJS14C4sUlyC3n2wGQLsQCQi9oPq3KsyhnYPiMrEAoqoEBA0ZIEitC46OM/s200/NY2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563596522922823346" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghj1XujAbLv-4hoZsuFGXUf3zbL7F9tTLS0n0t2al2D3-oIKq3QXiW6UFZh1pJMj9pk8YzBu8FWk0U67awwGIK_BBdLn3zE1_cdLReTXd0nBglI6iqBin9r6ajLo2GBajXbSJDtqOx03w/s1600/NY1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghj1XujAbLv-4hoZsuFGXUf3zbL7F9tTLS0n0t2al2D3-oIKq3QXiW6UFZh1pJMj9pk8YzBu8FWk0U67awwGIK_BBdLn3zE1_cdLReTXd0nBglI6iqBin9r6ajLo2GBajXbSJDtqOx03w/s200/NY1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563596263631253506" /></a><br /><br />Marg and I maintained another ‘ritual’ and had lunch at the University Café just past Odeonplatz before heading into the park where the winter snow was most evident. A single Glühwein at the Chinesicher Turm was sufficient.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbxpISA7gev-0jmtPrPBCNoffYe05aFbBU7V5hsLZeQ8gKXKf8-SU9O72uCfGJDQ86FKtosZ_A3lqze0B4twyAvFfm6ucllyCAQd5icGIpDlRKVJwHFzuVn2uxpVk_lfncvmeJS87ocfA/s1600/NY3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbxpISA7gev-0jmtPrPBCNoffYe05aFbBU7V5hsLZeQ8gKXKf8-SU9O72uCfGJDQ86FKtosZ_A3lqze0B4twyAvFfm6ucllyCAQd5icGIpDlRKVJwHFzuVn2uxpVk_lfncvmeJS87ocfA/s200/NY3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563596908860738418" /></a>A walk along a rather icy bank of the Isar then followed. Peace in our time.<br />More coffee next door to The Indian Mango, well I had to make extra sure it was closed for the holidays, was followed by the short walk up to Marienplatz.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Time for a Bier</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxfdNlX7OmQ_u-QQ2O9ogyYf1z6XqoDUI98vooBqG8P8adXRPOnOMUSEwl7z2mnsZD99RD4LrtnmOMPHXRq-ptHqJ1UfMQj_KJv670O8E2AmhvC08qtfGqCoxQBOMjNugxzxXZ3JKAwEQ/s1600/NY4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxfdNlX7OmQ_u-QQ2O9ogyYf1z6XqoDUI98vooBqG8P8adXRPOnOMUSEwl7z2mnsZD99RD4LrtnmOMPHXRq-ptHqJ1UfMQj_KJv670O8E2AmhvC08qtfGqCoxQBOMjNugxzxXZ3JKAwEQ/s200/NY4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563597098084277282" /></a>Zum Spöckmeier (Rosenstraße 9, 80331, München) was a perfect location for the first Bier of day-time 2011. Hacker-Pschorr Dunkles became the conscious choice, a rest from the Helles of previous days. Is Hector going back to the dark days? Time will tell.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">HTC Desire HD</span><br /><br />Battery problems were becoming severe. The battery in my phone was dying fast and I had only been out of the hotel a few hours. Text Marg was the instruction. The Chaps did and a rendezvous at the Löwenbräukeller (Nymphenburger Straße 2, 80335, München) was conceived.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuUqrWhyphenhyphenmoCSp517HdTC2LyeO1OJjckAeI-Tu50M5xaZLfcjhlBuafoccmBn894_OI8EvYls8BZprzkZzfR2_0OoJlqyn9D35biiAo3v3emP9d9YG1OtUwce7ysZtioe54x6vCDRQ3IRQ/s1600/NY5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuUqrWhyphenhyphenmoCSp517HdTC2LyeO1OJjckAeI-Tu50M5xaZLfcjhlBuafoccmBn894_OI8EvYls8BZprzkZzfR2_0OoJlqyn9D35biiAo3v3emP9d9YG1OtUwce7ysZtioe54x6vCDRQ3IRQ/s200/NY5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563597905113395202" /></a>Jonathan and David had left Tegernsee on an early train too and so it was after 21.00 before we were all reunited. Steve and Juliet then emerged from their day of relaxation. Dinner was called for, gosh the service was slow. More Dunkles for Hector! Craig could not resist the Triumphator at a modest 7.6%, though this was only revealed to be in bottles when ordered for the second time. The décor of the Keller has also changed considerably; it appears to be much more of an open space.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvyGUZhIRI6PjMF-Lkd_uXmH3meEJV9dHu4VlHyZSoPUcr2pmHU37s4srqFCnZIkN8SbAhIceJ4VrIcrGHD7LeZaRP-5mEePU9p8GXVKX-SF0nIuzkpNcs97Ck1FZR6K_vUv9n6G0BaG0/s1600/Ny7.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvyGUZhIRI6PjMF-Lkd_uXmH3meEJV9dHu4VlHyZSoPUcr2pmHU37s4srqFCnZIkN8SbAhIceJ4VrIcrGHD7LeZaRP-5mEePU9p8GXVKX-SF0nIuzkpNcs97Ck1FZR6K_vUv9n6G0BaG0/s200/Ny7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563598516719990354" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-cdGwZ5KgEHqEYmoIFCjpFDRCgbt1nj2BSLmfo_2UTw5OQ-hWfAVHT-9eAVjDJZZTVPdcDI70X8vVlXFZD1T-dwlOh53IQHxqtu4AlgSxXn34-vSf-G9LAbGvYHGqCZbIWZbsTf0RRgE/s1600/NY6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-cdGwZ5KgEHqEYmoIFCjpFDRCgbt1nj2BSLmfo_2UTw5OQ-hWfAVHT-9eAVjDJZZTVPdcDI70X8vVlXFZD1T-dwlOh53IQHxqtu4AlgSxXn34-vSf-G9LAbGvYHGqCZbIWZbsTf0RRgE/s200/NY6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563598197537317746" /></a><br />This could not be a wild night. No Sports Bar. <br />David conceived a ‘Top Gear’ style challenge: could he drive to Düsseldorf and arrive before Hector and Marg who would fly up from München to Köln?<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Sunday, January 2</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">First Contact</span><br /><br />Hector and Marg had a leisurely breakfast before an equally leisurely S-Bahn journey out to the airport. A rather busy security check was conducted but no Boarding Pass was ever asked for. This is not wonderful security. <br />A pleasant flight to Köln-Bonn was followed by a very busy train up to Düsseldorf. It was as we approached our destination that the others made first contact. With David at the wheel, Jonathan, Clive and Maggie too were still some 200 miles away.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Top Gear Challenge was a formality, the aeroplane won hands down.</span><br /><br />Having checked into ‘the other’ Ibis, Hector and Marg made their way to Uerige (Berger Straße 1,<br />40213 Düsseldorf) for an aperitif before moving on to Füchschen (Ratinger Str. 32, 40213 Düsseldorf) to await the others and hopefully dinner together just after 20.00.<br /><br />Our first waiter at Uerige was an ignorant peasant. On declining a Bier for Marg he more or less muttered that Bier was all they sold. Marg sat and watched Hector enjoy a couple of Alt Biers before a more amenable waiter brought Marg something to her taste. This was <span style="font-style:italic;">not</span> water and so there was no need to throw it over me as happened when one of our cohort had a similar experience some years back.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQaGEiqAlOG6yD3Z81XOw2Lky8yuvyaHeXOSTq9r7a6p39oimRAusPSJT-0DUHeujfRASrzgvsAYwR7sWMUhw1_ln8gePERTAkIZ4inb9erUctfy1-5nyAhZ772ni9qfUC8Mqj_FEayOg/s1600/FuchschenSilber.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQaGEiqAlOG6yD3Z81XOw2Lky8yuvyaHeXOSTq9r7a6p39oimRAusPSJT-0DUHeujfRASrzgvsAYwR7sWMUhw1_ln8gePERTAkIZ4inb9erUctfy1-5nyAhZ772ni9qfUC8Mqj_FEayOg/s200/FuchschenSilber.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564324288030771090" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYUWLSGUsgwZ5YbKEGpOlRjpjihbYKKr5n5rLso_8JA04CizVLigTrjd93JJeDjwHb3FjtmbN3FEpJdD4GBcU6HRfOAiRFe0gpKJdW33AnEt5GYjRDRKjusfr6_NSK-i5HiotvLv6KS0/s1600/Fuchsena.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPYUWLSGUsgwZ5YbKEGpOlRjpjihbYKKr5n5rLso_8JA04CizVLigTrjd93JJeDjwHb3FjtmbN3FEpJdD4GBcU6HRfOAiRFe0gpKJdW33AnEt5GYjRDRKjusfr6_NSK-i5HiotvLv6KS0/s200/Fuchsena.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564323924103829378" /></a><br />We took a very visible table at the door to Füchschen and waited, patiently. The Spanish Terrorists had made no further contact and so some tapas were in order. We were then informed that they were now not due until after 22.00, so we ordered our main meal. This was most enjoyable and Hector changed over to the very fine Weißbier.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0MLo4nD8Gm92WRdQcLnhffsIs3a4NPtqWbR8H541CsopAXScp9ql1LLJ5gtq6QWW4Q4x3KoK2GTtxRVHlKpm6sbv8ji8U6fAHa1BfkUTws4e6S50OqdyIdCcbjKuE1mmNF22xkNESpw/s1600/Fuchschen5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK0MLo4nD8Gm92WRdQcLnhffsIs3a4NPtqWbR8H541CsopAXScp9ql1LLJ5gtq6QWW4Q4x3KoK2GTtxRVHlKpm6sbv8ji8U6fAHa1BfkUTws4e6S50OqdyIdCcbjKuE1mmNF22xkNESpw/s200/Fuchschen5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564321193545467922" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOESm8IsJCzYtkRlG7MScjrIsI3YmfugkbcbhGq3Gf0blJqK8_qmsKBw9Z8O7P_Z03e_Vpu9ST8y5KeS5bzX5AtqvDgNx1H_qhFRp7VYVRQTJU0QHfzLma5chiAfW9dJ5JMaD7p8GfeEc/s1600/Fuchschen4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOESm8IsJCzYtkRlG7MScjrIsI3YmfugkbcbhGq3Gf0blJqK8_qmsKBw9Z8O7P_Z03e_Vpu9ST8y5KeS5bzX5AtqvDgNx1H_qhFRp7VYVRQTJU0QHfzLma5chiAfW9dJ5JMaD7p8GfeEc/s200/Fuchschen4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564320444632376706" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN4eA1EI6fhDvC16V9PPi3p-Idnkv4OpMkPS1s3_Gw2g6mE8VvjwgRobz6lF6IgS0j6KSjXiVSmGYsShMKPkGvd0tOhz18tV35qSJmPwRycUq25fG78OFhQEvjUGUsYwf1EteI4YVmKb8/s1600/Fuchschene.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN4eA1EI6fhDvC16V9PPi3p-Idnkv4OpMkPS1s3_Gw2g6mE8VvjwgRobz6lF6IgS0j6KSjXiVSmGYsShMKPkGvd0tOhz18tV35qSJmPwRycUq25fG78OFhQEvjUGUsYwf1EteI4YVmKb8/s200/Fuchschene.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564325273160430386" /></a><br />At 22.30 the Chaps arrived full of tales of traffic, detours, hold ups and no reference to the fact that Hector had suggested they drive in the Baden-Württemberg (Stuttgart) direction instead of heading north through Bayern. Plus ca change. Same-o, same-o.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTuPloVQLLlHInC7aDvxOXAIqcTyMmNR839x44k757qrcj6VUgeeVqm2LcmRxTw5CohRyAWS_MnQjBQhA3xvQ1zCKINDKZ1Kb9-XCtkPl1u0TBGMyMXkTheJep45xyeIcq3fLSd38ninE/s1600/Fuchschen1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTuPloVQLLlHInC7aDvxOXAIqcTyMmNR839x44k757qrcj6VUgeeVqm2LcmRxTw5CohRyAWS_MnQjBQhA3xvQ1zCKINDKZ1Kb9-XCtkPl1u0TBGMyMXkTheJep45xyeIcq3fLSd38ninE/s200/Fuchschen1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564321511195410482" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbR4agFiA-ABdcUwfw4X6ZHJqyp5EbTSq49oqPurV3udSnIcDlMS7hVvQBXcpNCSYqNF0EZCgQehLhOXiouO__DhaH59ekoROFVN4Y2dtLRmkk9AUnA1nE8IP6KOXmVr9kzCbXLRaeKMM/s1600/Fuchschend.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbR4agFiA-ABdcUwfw4X6ZHJqyp5EbTSq49oqPurV3udSnIcDlMS7hVvQBXcpNCSYqNF0EZCgQehLhOXiouO__DhaH59ekoROFVN4Y2dtLRmkk9AUnA1nE8IP6KOXmVr9kzCbXLRaeKMM/s200/Fuchschend.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564325084784889234" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDzYC831mtCOCsXlhP4x11I4HajgzUnbmUXkXtuKLGwgjAIlVmIilAgk_rp7kmCmxtmcWmNJKv9m3-PNy7YyJL07iTlw9OBV1kv5I2qD-w7qEik5cn35ec6vU1w1aL4OyV-sjWRaeot0/s1600/Fuchschenc.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDzYC831mtCOCsXlhP4x11I4HajgzUnbmUXkXtuKLGwgjAIlVmIilAgk_rp7kmCmxtmcWmNJKv9m3-PNy7YyJL07iTlw9OBV1kv5I2qD-w7qEik5cn35ec6vU1w1aL4OyV-sjWRaeot0/s200/Fuchschenc.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564324877164908594" /></a><br />The party mood was underway after the Chaps had eaten. Hector feels he must confess to being last out of this very welcoming establishment. They do not sell the best Alt in Düsseldorf but they do have a wonderful restaurant.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifv45BNDZ0hPyW-sU3QIMIRCcZCTWojyNp3NELvx6wzy6sMFm8auGOQVZ8xriD84q3svR51K8HNo_tt5ohKaXL3wiqFaJOYy0uZPfxplXQve06wjOZBhDxA8R5gGYmu9kfhxpehqDPD54/s1600/Fuchschen3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifv45BNDZ0hPyW-sU3QIMIRCcZCTWojyNp3NELvx6wzy6sMFm8auGOQVZ8xriD84q3svR51K8HNo_tt5ohKaXL3wiqFaJOYy0uZPfxplXQve06wjOZBhDxA8R5gGYmu9kfhxpehqDPD54/s200/Fuchschen3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564318785170628130" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCQbLfO50VDIeHHFRWUzvOql6clVpryQbN0PFpug80Cm1bpSgxb5PRiPq4JUYp78WTxpr_FMvGm9fQqIw5C6Ui1K8nTNjn9EdeBrqh_JbqaP2xuAvZoje2vAfj5OluXOOPeosg9lhehI/s1600/Fuchschen2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCQbLfO50VDIeHHFRWUzvOql6clVpryQbN0PFpug80Cm1bpSgxb5PRiPq4JUYp78WTxpr_FMvGm9fQqIw5C6Ui1K8nTNjn9EdeBrqh_JbqaP2xuAvZoje2vAfj5OluXOOPeosg9lhehI/s200/Fuchschen2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564317183554064674" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBcYQReGYOi1Npr-d00c8muqX0-C-gjYfhUuPMHqobSVabjPHxJnxE1GFNI2-RRH1mX5nc3qEycYlrjMZwjp07t_x6VIF0Q3TebFAU2pL-eq7ABKGxK3n6MkwXfXscTRJ86Tb5N8pnNc/s1600/Fuchsenend.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBcYQReGYOi1Npr-d00c8muqX0-C-gjYfhUuPMHqobSVabjPHxJnxE1GFNI2-RRH1mX5nc3qEycYlrjMZwjp07t_x6VIF0Q3TebFAU2pL-eq7ABKGxK3n6MkwXfXscTRJ86Tb5N8pnNc/s200/Fuchsenend.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564325557200106850" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bad Boys Club</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaaL9fjFvHnrNh9OPb06VIcPMeYpDpouUkUFgr2pRbUP1RHWNEFT7K4i2CLAAWHOgbO7wFjruHOwcOz05DHXjo__KvMfre4DXy8BeKDfUMqdSbP7wmEtRgLMqIZnPy26nOJl5fEsNKPCk/s1600/Ibis.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaaL9fjFvHnrNh9OPb06VIcPMeYpDpouUkUFgr2pRbUP1RHWNEFT7K4i2CLAAWHOgbO7wFjruHOwcOz05DHXjo__KvMfre4DXy8BeKDfUMqdSbP7wmEtRgLMqIZnPy26nOJl5fEsNKPCk/s200/Ibis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564325894497870178" /></a><br /><br />You will not believe this but the Chaps were sitting in the Ibis bar having yet more Bier. Hector stayed a little while just to ensure they knew their way home.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Monday, January 3</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Monday Club</span><br /><br />The shops were open. Hector had to take Marg into town to see the inside of the shops. The question of an imminent birthday and a handbag kept coming up. Marg was persuaded that if she kept this up, there would be disappointment. A much better plan was to meet Clive and Maggie at Schumachers (Oststraße 123, 40210 Düsseldorf). They were seated waiting for us. No Bier was planned as this was the day to fly home. Well, one or two little ones should be ok.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgPbzTJYUoEEaNOki2p7Mmw3ov72-iiePNRLpTMAhBj4qEqfjbJo3_cUXEfMWKO_1FS6EgYgyCYWqk1vZG4n3zMiu7XtRAJDKOix-nnoKV9lokBtLO7ZVYOLY3YoHKVJ6mQs62tzpAfDI/s1600/Schumacher.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgPbzTJYUoEEaNOki2p7Mmw3ov72-iiePNRLpTMAhBj4qEqfjbJo3_cUXEfMWKO_1FS6EgYgyCYWqk1vZG4n3zMiu7XtRAJDKOix-nnoKV9lokBtLO7ZVYOLY3YoHKVJ6mQs62tzpAfDI/s200/Schumacher.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564329287384660994" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKImZlLu5-nVgINdvna3YCo9RDBdEd8B2b6D2n7-oaxWT1JYxSFaR5kHXVH0kUWJLz31P8i6H_EPhDKaY4-wgZ9Va7qS3pokSNYFIYFzVWa8nhsEcdg8y40y8jObkrzAA5HMmrljGq_4/s1600/SchumacherGul.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKImZlLu5-nVgINdvna3YCo9RDBdEd8B2b6D2n7-oaxWT1JYxSFaR5kHXVH0kUWJLz31P8i6H_EPhDKaY4-wgZ9Va7qS3pokSNYFIYFzVWa8nhsEcdg8y40y8jObkrzAA5HMmrljGq_4/s200/SchumacherGul.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564328862682591730" /></a><br />The Goulash Soup is usually excellent. Today it was just very good. <br /><br />Uerige called, the ladies went for coffee and Apfelstrudel, Clive and Hector imbibed a bit more. <br /><br />The trip for us was drawing to a close. Clive and Maggie headed for Düsseldorf airport whilst Hector and Marg headed back to Köln-Bonn. <br /><br />Meanwhile, two chaps were heading for Amsterdam and a ferry…Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-88225696165444725992010-12-17T16:57:00.038+00:002011-01-05T16:55:13.335+00:00Koln - Dusseldorf, no Umlauts<span style="font-weight:bold;">The subtitle for this may be ... when does an airport have free wi-fi and when does it not?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VbnFyCvmRkWoA257hMbu8kiiJwAm4Ek9ebxfqKGeXQkxaFRmGYuhFuMU_n4KKFRJvN2Cc_ygJBAODeq0GYi3h1Ddbr1tV1tPdeX0dwd3-n71LK3aumJ8nG57k5uQBaSwxxKLpg6zi9M/s1600/Glas.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VbnFyCvmRkWoA257hMbu8kiiJwAm4Ek9ebxfqKGeXQkxaFRmGYuhFuMU_n4KKFRJvN2Cc_ygJBAODeq0GYi3h1Ddbr1tV1tPdeX0dwd3-n71LK3aumJ8nG57k5uQBaSwxxKLpg6zi9M/s200/Glas.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558732790490424050" /></a>Glasgow was useless, in Manchester is has has taken twenty minutes to sign up for thirty minutes free, how generous... Hector feels a new stand alone Blog being set up.<br /><br />Anyway, the challenge is to meet first of all Clive and Maggie at Dusseldorf Flughafen and then Dr Stan and Jonathan at some place in downtown Dusseldorf. No doubt a Bier or ten will be part of the evening's entertainment. At 0.25ml a serving this will not be too much of an indulgence.<br /><br />Whilst Hector sits at Manchester, Clive is worried about the snow at Gatwick. The FlyBe flight to Frankfurt has just been cancelled,the next Blog entry will reveal the outcome. The Gluhwein is calling.<br /><br />Hector's 'plane took off 30 mins late, one hour thirty minutes to Düsseldorf, or Duuusseldorf as the Flybe people call it...where are my Umlauts?<br /><br />Clive announced he has a gate, Hector arrived in Düsseldorf at a remote stand and then had to queue to get passed the Controlle, crap.<br />Ah, Clive has texted to say that 'Comfortably Numb' was playing , as it had been at Glasgow: a Prog Airline? Bernard, eat your heart out!<br /><br />It came to pass that Clive and Maggie were re-routed to Köln and so never did appear at Düsseldorf, where they had a room booked.<br />Dr Stan declined his invitation to the north and blamed some dodgy trains. In the end end, Hector and Jonathan made a rendezvous at Uerige and the Hector thirst became a prominent feature.<br />Now Jonathan had been in town for a few hours. Jonathan had his day planned. Hector arranged a Bier at Uerige at 22.35, I was there on time, where was my Bier?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEw9rDI1as7MHUxC8ZN0EZQWCWSycH7gFClHGSjk7foVcuomEzCoqwKbgf5YfXo0DZ4ybplDaw7v2segSx8LQHvtFWSuR1FPqcUEHhJFPlRDeF6ZxE_6QhnCIV0bEGUpNfJ9krygbOVU/s1600/Uerige.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEw9rDI1as7MHUxC8ZN0EZQWCWSycH7gFClHGSjk7foVcuomEzCoqwKbgf5YfXo0DZ4ybplDaw7v2segSx8LQHvtFWSuR1FPqcUEHhJFPlRDeF6ZxE_6QhnCIV0bEGUpNfJ9krygbOVU/s200/Uerige.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558731498284593714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENZQns4L0ZUl6jwxOImb5yjPW8pgkrsbsIx8pTrg1xNuI6oYMWW5PNRwkJwp9cUCLBYp_mdb3dbsgIEW_TxcqorYFDY6pL9vxWLXQvZ1Y-kQz1jKMJpUIooskJHcUOX5p3jXX97yxs34/s1600/Uerige1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENZQns4L0ZUl6jwxOImb5yjPW8pgkrsbsIx8pTrg1xNuI6oYMWW5PNRwkJwp9cUCLBYp_mdb3dbsgIEW_TxcqorYFDY6pL9vxWLXQvZ1Y-kQz1jKMJpUIooskJHcUOX5p3jXX97yxs34/s200/Uerige1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558731284856379266" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT2I_yDc99Ld54BepTg2X30FvAWt2whRv-tH_Q5OKwmwGULYNasa5RD8J5JwOHXBBk1fPHsTigMzGQC5j4266FxhgpzaYfnnYJa67e5IF6iT5ojn73Sh1hyphenhyphen-xQWQ5-n4vofGAxcxkvA34/s1600/Uerige1b.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT2I_yDc99Ld54BepTg2X30FvAWt2whRv-tH_Q5OKwmwGULYNasa5RD8J5JwOHXBBk1fPHsTigMzGQC5j4266FxhgpzaYfnnYJa67e5IF6iT5ojn73Sh1hyphenhyphen-xQWQ5-n4vofGAxcxkvA34/s200/Uerige1b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558731939587518626" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFlqH7eL7LefDt4GsHSWd2pdAk2c8A_vAh2e-L0D85T3lvP00ov1huRJZNnvn0CBmVJyMXjRwBDSsVLHIblW6hHB0NEFIW7X41IJVPsC7fSIylamBk82xfbquLstVG7hFnyrZjgbOMCo/s1600/Uerige3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFlqH7eL7LefDt4GsHSWd2pdAk2c8A_vAh2e-L0D85T3lvP00ov1huRJZNnvn0CBmVJyMXjRwBDSsVLHIblW6hHB0NEFIW7X41IJVPsC7fSIylamBk82xfbquLstVG7hFnyrZjgbOMCo/s200/Uerige3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558732524215883362" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzSw3mQ5NTXqXZyrjDAHfogO6drPODw9ZHShvb0aK-3q8VDjAqqkSjn_9hVNIB_jQ6MGBoMgFQOxAWKFFr-wqDH0xplWuEs1D-EsBIocOIjw0pfW45y_4kRHH_VBM9Ass4FontqyeJAA/s1600/Uerige2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzSw3mQ5NTXqXZyrjDAHfogO6drPODw9ZHShvb0aK-3q8VDjAqqkSjn_9hVNIB_jQ6MGBoMgFQOxAWKFFr-wqDH0xplWuEs1D-EsBIocOIjw0pfW45y_4kRHH_VBM9Ass4FontqyeJAA/s200/Uerige2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558732347864945666" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVmQTWHivEEP6M3ZCplwtOo_V7ao2vmfWfBbNWsnYqLFY2L3dU4H5moA_1QVDHIMUc9-QvR8NuqKUGp6HJks0WjNgR-gGGcWQk4aNvImEtxerCM9XNEceFnfdny5DjMFTAS7dP6VI9fQ/s1600/Uerige1c.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVmQTWHivEEP6M3ZCplwtOo_V7ao2vmfWfBbNWsnYqLFY2L3dU4H5moA_1QVDHIMUc9-QvR8NuqKUGp6HJks0WjNgR-gGGcWQk4aNvImEtxerCM9XNEceFnfdny5DjMFTAS7dP6VI9fQ/s200/Uerige1c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558732145629648674" /></a><br /><br />Jonathan had a space at table. One guy knew we were Scottish, it took another to create conversation. He was a sailor.<br /><br />'I have sailed around the Hebrides, to the north, through Scapa Flow..'<br /><br />Hector could not contain himself: Jonathan was appalled..<br /><br />'Did your Boot sink?'<br /><br /><br /><br />'No, it was not a warship...' Now he mentioned it first..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXMFlGDiYKfVckhy9FYAes7JFjT-C-cmxJGNGsdFIEz7eMdKsi0VL3VRjdGxeQGv5TsZEQXk4m_rlVaFmWTafV6dMkdMLgMV1GKYt5B3GxDTuZeYb4FK0gt5wy2AbMVFkCGGT4YmoNNW0/s1600/osEndos.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXMFlGDiYKfVckhy9FYAes7JFjT-C-cmxJGNGsdFIEz7eMdKsi0VL3VRjdGxeQGv5TsZEQXk4m_rlVaFmWTafV6dMkdMLgMV1GKYt5B3GxDTuZeYb4FK0gt5wy2AbMVFkCGGT4YmoNNW0/s200/osEndos.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558733169937521218" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Saturday</strong> <br /><br />A new hotel was a feature if this trip. Hotel Engelbert, Engelbertstrasse.<br />Two stops from the Hauptbahnhof in the out of town direction. The U75 towards D-Eller, or is that Eder, no way! There was an adequate Fruhstuck but no Jonathan, and he is my driver today.<br /><br /><strong>Loadsa snow</strong><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoWINmL77gTLUVUIDKjuI6pZcGAnYmCiOj9UBowoh9LxoG4XdB1Vb817KvXgcprZ3dYWWqvurdPWHIh7sidxEa9x0GbCv-gsqNou6JzbwABb1K0l21mIuJcnkHCjeESPg5kQihDviHfxM/s1600/Koln1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoWINmL77gTLUVUIDKjuI6pZcGAnYmCiOj9UBowoh9LxoG4XdB1Vb817KvXgcprZ3dYWWqvurdPWHIh7sidxEa9x0GbCv-gsqNou6JzbwABb1K0l21mIuJcnkHCjeESPg5kQihDviHfxM/s200/Koln1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558732994345829986" /></a>Düsseldorf becomes a suburb very quickly, the roads were slippy, but after a tour we found the Autobahn. Half an hour later we are negotiating the streets of Köln. The car is parked and then Jonathan and I lose each other. <br /><br /><br />The walk to Christophstrasse and the search for Hotel Colonia., another new hotel. <br /><br />A coffee on arrival was certainly appreciated. Two floors up, Jonathan is three up, oops. <br />Where are the power points in the room? A double room, fine. There is Wi-fi!<br /><br /><a href="http://curry-heute.com">Now for a Curry-Heute – the meal at The Govindam is Blogged on the sister site.</a><br /><br />Hector joined Clive, Maggie and Dr Stan at our usual rendezvous Gluhwein hut outside the Gaffel Haus.Jonathan joined us and we moved down towards Heumarkt where the quality of Gluhwein was decidedly better. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkwQeIrWhcpckRzFWieBzgdeTC38TCGaPn5MgtWd08299ji6392V-HVS5HysLfEY93ykUcNrmDrq6BH1ADSZ-yP7eihGvYqCcMISHcpEacZeV6gbkx5x4K9Tl7YExtLcjXVRYQNf4vlFo/s1600/Markt6.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkwQeIrWhcpckRzFWieBzgdeTC38TCGaPn5MgtWd08299ji6392V-HVS5HysLfEY93ykUcNrmDrq6BH1ADSZ-yP7eihGvYqCcMISHcpEacZeV6gbkx5x4K9Tl7YExtLcjXVRYQNf4vlFo/s200/Markt6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739439592950386" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhbwyWVyviMeMd6R_SqfWay06_2xU0bqWUKaA_IPkczpIee2h94Na8a1vI_FBV9_09ubWi6oc4p16y62SnpTFGpPSQH_ZuNgZXR58oZ5Epzh0gKBPgkxw86bqp_MH1ReyEN01JVnl1EcI/s1600/Markt4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhbwyWVyviMeMd6R_SqfWay06_2xU0bqWUKaA_IPkczpIee2h94Na8a1vI_FBV9_09ubWi6oc4p16y62SnpTFGpPSQH_ZuNgZXR58oZ5Epzh0gKBPgkxw86bqp_MH1ReyEN01JVnl1EcI/s200/Markt4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739181187066834" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVOD_t2rlbNbGzCTiXZEjazB4npjFXr2xov16PqUfzQ63NU5EA2BH3Aw7J_UtSMNwUq7xPDXugxp6o0UhG9doKjzuNF1SLB6wxka120lYd1O_ZvclXR1abVGEXagVdQWYCUygAsA6t5EI/s1600/Markt3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVOD_t2rlbNbGzCTiXZEjazB4npjFXr2xov16PqUfzQ63NU5EA2BH3Aw7J_UtSMNwUq7xPDXugxp6o0UhG9doKjzuNF1SLB6wxka120lYd1O_ZvclXR1abVGEXagVdQWYCUygAsA6t5EI/s200/Markt3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558738991581581970" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQW70wbTuUSOljuo1A6kk-XmTdIFWfLD0IhY0uxnhh0lKTXkUJQaX4oDFeqCUyBlcCHan6S2W4fUcudcB7n2DF2AaSOmFKhD876f9f8KJ3zsfiiX8-R7qyTN8KIAVSyMyMNitbNzSAspk/s1600/Markt2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQW70wbTuUSOljuo1A6kk-XmTdIFWfLD0IhY0uxnhh0lKTXkUJQaX4oDFeqCUyBlcCHan6S2W4fUcudcB7n2DF2AaSOmFKhD876f9f8KJ3zsfiiX8-R7qyTN8KIAVSyMyMNitbNzSAspk/s200/Markt2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558738808439198658" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>There was a Pfand</strong><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnmnbTYDWo5nbvWJJg2ZiAgkFl0XchhArnjYZPAJyFJUJfwR-Xhvj1vpG6MundxV7APBMwUhwwdR-t75qXeiL_n5O6RkE7SfhXBt9S6ErPbQzwGnqw97sOvUyl506YFrec9BKpFMIZwg/s1600/Heumarkt.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnmnbTYDWo5nbvWJJg2ZiAgkFl0XchhArnjYZPAJyFJUJfwR-Xhvj1vpG6MundxV7APBMwUhwwdR-t75qXeiL_n5O6RkE7SfhXBt9S6ErPbQzwGnqw97sOvUyl506YFrec9BKpFMIZwg/s200/Heumarkt.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552527263595290354" /></a>The Pfand on the Rhein is mine all mine.<br />Pfand enchanted evening.<br />Pfand on the run.<br /><br />The party was getting into full swing. Stopping at the ice rink briefly we found another hut at the end of the market. The sun was setting and so it was time to go to the Mediaeval Market. Clive and Maggie disappeared off to change hotels. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tHMz3FzAAaxmhF_hOBEGujGTGUyvAZ1d-LTyMOzezMSzYo-IejQwgRmf0o3XyUFRQNtUhci7m9vqyo5WP2AFzlrNm5tBokI91vObvD7q_cNN7GIhnqI21ivnOjxucdzrTPTw9CvF6OU/s1600/Markt9.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tHMz3FzAAaxmhF_hOBEGujGTGUyvAZ1d-LTyMOzezMSzYo-IejQwgRmf0o3XyUFRQNtUhci7m9vqyo5WP2AFzlrNm5tBokI91vObvD7q_cNN7GIhnqI21ivnOjxucdzrTPTw9CvF6OU/s200/Markt9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558740042002750962" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQurajAT25CF9VZYzbPWhrxAAznM-urP83rbnD8Ot0OUYShfMITl4J1SY0gOvlg61eSYnFrkVX5jBAVXxBGJ8__QIBhNMZ-O65HVWGXEQQSUWH7zplFsPogxFK8s6DMKRd2Hp6BYeNCI/s1600/Markt8.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQurajAT25CF9VZYzbPWhrxAAznM-urP83rbnD8Ot0OUYShfMITl4J1SY0gOvlg61eSYnFrkVX5jBAVXxBGJ8__QIBhNMZ-O65HVWGXEQQSUWH7zplFsPogxFK8s6DMKRd2Hp6BYeNCI/s200/Markt8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739860210326386" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcNGam8h_TDWcSZz2n0IZ9Z4jhiJUshPn7OSf-Gq89p_rNriEB14OzIAUwyMx7AT2SAt5MhudQOtf_AWvgCpbal19OEXjZkJKvUpKjDBIStuOvjYOJHdyNJo5uF0S2Z6MGEXzP6zzc5-0/s1600/Markt7.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcNGam8h_TDWcSZz2n0IZ9Z4jhiJUshPn7OSf-Gq89p_rNriEB14OzIAUwyMx7AT2SAt5MhudQOtf_AWvgCpbal19OEXjZkJKvUpKjDBIStuOvjYOJHdyNJo5uF0S2Z6MGEXzP6zzc5-0/s200/Markt7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558739621827570258" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The market felt smaller than before. The Gluhwein was excellent but the pottery goblets were becoming very cold very quickly as the level of liquid dropped. Clive and Maggie returned. People were becoming very cold and hungry? <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT0N743AaSI4v-MT49hJ-QMZwHsozcpGIPrmpIyyfSLkb1qlgrhWFruAOUrdglLgY_0vVtrHCvztX6nyWd7JoQGptPvx5eDH4PwzTBpqFaMg50LyQPm7xhX7naOqooN0wLWdcYgBLz3Vc/s1600/Markt10.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT0N743AaSI4v-MT49hJ-QMZwHsozcpGIPrmpIyyfSLkb1qlgrhWFruAOUrdglLgY_0vVtrHCvztX6nyWd7JoQGptPvx5eDH4PwzTBpqFaMg50LyQPm7xhX7naOqooN0wLWdcYgBLz3Vc/s200/Markt10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558740241998422306" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTKvD83s5eQozJapUJm6rSzLLzvwWRNicMBjB_1fCPrGdLhXpS-f-CaYWs8mMV9yXMoY35uyNQfIBSITqhMr6RYn57kxPvlA2RQFVAluvFLKOVxXSUn1uelvVM00-MIR6VJe7cH0AqqHw/s1600/Markt11.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo62sb7Rvu__vUpF7jPjeN8hvkEj4NX3NjAZluSheqg3iT8siaxltPnWodD1sO8M-ecutSyOxYCYmCauYunEDSvno-Q1H3jrfEOoKeD7YIYK379i-x48UmoUakZy437QWkcSj53qkXfLg/s200/Markt1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558738015274412178" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Muhlen to Fruh</strong><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW0Ry5QnaxJeOGv1fxLx7D28ioUHec8XsyqylD6nzYYNR42-3bZpzrLsP2i2zfvVIjWzz8XVePhvnOKIg4R9JBD1HbnJrs6p5alCCBXUcTsZZPu6trYo_v6fs60kppauY58jwgW4Uv2Ag/s1600/Muhlen2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW0Ry5QnaxJeOGv1fxLx7D28ioUHec8XsyqylD6nzYYNR42-3bZpzrLsP2i2zfvVIjWzz8XVePhvnOKIg4R9JBD1HbnJrs6p5alCCBXUcTsZZPu6trYo_v6fs60kppauY58jwgW4Uv2Ag/s200/Muhlen2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558742809766690050" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTE5S8VyiLFpZK4_zPh6P0XkXC_HCVfngsi3uS4mYY8sGkky_N6Y8fBU-gtZDh0eLDe6hj1ZE_L1mcJjRqy67f9GAt2DtoqxGkayzebsabum4uMmfD9odRX7pQZX9M4T8Lz9NZwx4-SQc/s1600/Muhlen1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTE5S8VyiLFpZK4_zPh6P0XkXC_HCVfngsi3uS4mYY8sGkky_N6Y8fBU-gtZDh0eLDe6hj1ZE_L1mcJjRqy67f9GAt2DtoqxGkayzebsabum4uMmfD9odRX7pQZX9M4T8Lz9NZwx4-SQc/s200/Muhlen1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558742641390067858" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />The pit in Muhlen has been redesigned, it is much improved. We did the litre. We remembered Sion and so stopped in here. The sarcastic barman was on again, ah the German humour. The Fruh Keller was the final stop of the day. Didn't we do well?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjisLB4pw7RCFEdxojQI3k0Nv8QcNCHUvzCIr8saUwNY1YxocKzBWsKOpeflZBdSqhanbaDH8VTy7g5WT40jrb-ay6F2aWR3m52GYepho_Y2uOrZlj0KioHjTzQ40TdMyNsL06XcTRRPlE/s1600/Sion4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjisLB4pw7RCFEdxojQI3k0Nv8QcNCHUvzCIr8saUwNY1YxocKzBWsKOpeflZBdSqhanbaDH8VTy7g5WT40jrb-ay6F2aWR3m52GYepho_Y2uOrZlj0KioHjTzQ40TdMyNsL06XcTRRPlE/s200/Sion4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558744232295410626" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBhflG7HjuaRJQFuIS1BeGjThWy6z5nUZZ3kf5GI5R9UkfHAFyR0ei7hvKGG2Bdf9VR2y9-KqKsT_-J9FixgCdiV1r1cfY1oqkB6xQaRZmuBppNfeMZDqVKwnh118qvRBlfXHts18HlU/s1600/SIOn3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZBhflG7HjuaRJQFuIS1BeGjThWy6z5nUZZ3kf5GI5R9UkfHAFyR0ei7hvKGG2Bdf9VR2y9-KqKsT_-J9FixgCdiV1r1cfY1oqkB6xQaRZmuBppNfeMZDqVKwnh118qvRBlfXHts18HlU/s200/SIOn3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558744065569259986" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR1KaTa9piMSsLEsS7LPEZEMm1zE5TBqfMxtu-I5bliydxZW5kIxOj3G2enjg-bJ9z3GYMGWPFY8HRvHYWl30PZ5-HGviakggRxH4qN9hc3PKFc_MLON7QvokNQMdQ-rRGU1js6iQbgy4/s1600/SIon2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR1KaTa9piMSsLEsS7LPEZEMm1zE5TBqfMxtu-I5bliydxZW5kIxOj3G2enjg-bJ9z3GYMGWPFY8HRvHYWl30PZ5-HGviakggRxH4qN9hc3PKFc_MLON7QvokNQMdQ-rRGU1js6iQbgy4/s200/SIon2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558743889362732242" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhvZmcsGVs1m24VoPZna-u5NHFTnBdlZQHNSdiykqoJkXEofybEHlTPbJymJn6IF1L44EabrcY9SnssbOPWOzA8edb4hFTqZIV685mC_G-sYfGJOENYw4AvpT6yr5zyxVm7u02yUaCvxE/s1600/Sion1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhvZmcsGVs1m24VoPZna-u5NHFTnBdlZQHNSdiykqoJkXEofybEHlTPbJymJn6IF1L44EabrcY9SnssbOPWOzA8edb4hFTqZIV685mC_G-sYfGJOENYw4AvpT6yr5zyxVm7u02yUaCvxE/s200/Sion1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558743717000533170" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Sunday</strong><br /><br />Hector can make no comment on the breakfast at Hotel Colonia, he never intended to make it. <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Another Curry-Heute for lunch was planned. Read about the visit to Bombay on the sister Blog.</a><br />When I joined the others at Heumarkt, Gluhwein was the last thing on my mind. The snow was becoming ridiculous, so we walked Reissdorf. I arrived first and selected table in the non-smoking side. The intake of alcohol was minimal today. Not even the litre at Reissdorf. 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Will Weeze and Edinburgh airports both be open? What about Koln and Stansted?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Monday, the day of reckoning</span><br /><br />Hector says farewell to Jonathan at Hotel Colonia and heads off to Köln Hbf. The train is late, but arrives 25 minutes early and leaves as soon as we are onboard, ah, the previous train!<br />This means I am at Krefeld in time to catch an earlier train which is also now late. <br />At Kevalaer there was no taxi bus to meet us nor any news of one. Some French had a number and an eight seater arrived, there was room for Hector.<br /><br />Marg had phoned en-route, all should be well. At Weeze there was apparent mayhem: the security queue spilled out of the roped area towards the far wall where it turned back on itself and almost reached the starting point. The queue in effect was the length of the terminal. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">How long?</span><br /><br />Somehow I was on the other side in some 35 minutes. So this was an organised queue in the end. I did witness a chap who turned up too late for the check-in desk and had another name on his Boarding Card and was therefore refused entry. Just where do these people come from and what are their level of expectation? <br />In the ‘departure lounge’ there was a further throng. Spanish flights from the early morning were assembling for boarding. I managed to acquire a coffee, a Bockwurst a seat, but no Senf. I appear to have a flight and have confirmed it left Edinburgh 30 minutes late, not that the board here shows any late departure for us. <br /><br />There is no public Wi-fi at Weeze, but on this day of chaos I am happy to have a 'plane.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Now how can one end this perfect day?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaKS1XWbd2j58GqAuxAt_CZnSSCPYb3i3-wndMnNREJ5APvV-lNeCWkdJkDM9SQzdWGblbzYRadpOd4n0FAAQw1Rdaovw-xw8Yxphv6Hq_6QSIQmhn8lW9NlRXSGNHmHPcBb46yerOhZI/s1600/Weeze1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaKS1XWbd2j58GqAuxAt_CZnSSCPYb3i3-wndMnNREJ5APvV-lNeCWkdJkDM9SQzdWGblbzYRadpOd4n0FAAQw1Rdaovw-xw8Yxphv6Hq_6QSIQmhn8lW9NlRXSGNHmHPcBb46yerOhZI/s200/Weeze1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553478611707071810" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi31UhYqTLtXn8ZE-iXY0nXB6ebE4cRayvPUr5NUfDcTF5Dw_wWAowFya9gw0heNa5YDYDHjeMco5Zk0RZgwnEqLFgNc6g5WBhHNIZyUiY6adb2yEh6XvkqIEEOPkJk4oFESqraWFEZv_M/s1600/Home.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi31UhYqTLtXn8ZE-iXY0nXB6ebE4cRayvPUr5NUfDcTF5Dw_wWAowFya9gw0heNa5YDYDHjeMco5Zk0RZgwnEqLFgNc6g5WBhHNIZyUiY6adb2yEh6XvkqIEEOPkJk4oFESqraWFEZv_M/s200/Home.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553476085771907810" /></a><br /><br /><br />In the end my Edinburgh ‘plane took off some thirty minutes late. I was met in Edinburgh Airport and whisked off for a Curry-Heute at Yadgar!<br />Clive and Maggie were incommunicado again. They were delayed on the expensively purchased Germanwings flight to Stansted. On boarding they were further delayed due to a broken wheel. Then the ‘plane had stuck to the stand and had to be de-iced.<br />This meant they were so late back to Stansted, which is up in the north of England, allegedly, there was little transport to Crawley.<br />Hang on, a chap in an orange jacket asked if they were Gatwick bound. Serendipity or what? ‘Just say you are off the Thomson flight from the Maldives.’ So dressed in their finest warm clothes they boarded the bus and were taken to within a hop of their house.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What about Jonathan?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Tuesday</span><br /><br />The man who suggested we all take the ferry to Hull from Zeebrugge… he was last reported broken down between Manchester and Hull on the M62 with no chance of getting home today, and even less chance of getting to Bradford for a Curry-Heute. He took refuge in Morecambe for the night.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />...Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-9959720126247140882010-11-15T23:54:00.040+00:002010-11-17T18:56:16.515+00:00The Long Weekend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fZbZ76Q8ONp6q0YCIP29ay-1BAWCK0ZNVO7sGJlTa_Qotf-TszXNjn9_feCV-CHZX96uSLW4msnaiK_PbC2qIYv_H7Z2aU4bqh31woACKmMH5CIacrNSYsSqpSVy9tTkAl4_kAFg1YQ/s1600/POTY2010.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fZbZ76Q8ONp6q0YCIP29ay-1BAWCK0ZNVO7sGJlTa_Qotf-TszXNjn9_feCV-CHZX96uSLW4msnaiK_PbC2qIYv_H7Z2aU4bqh31woACKmMH5CIacrNSYsSqpSVy9tTkAl4_kAFg1YQ/s200/POTY2010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540587664461372210" /></a><br />Friday evening began with most of the Glasgow CAMRA members assembled at The Bon Accord for the Pub Of The Year Award (2010). Paul looks happy to have received this. Long may he receive many more such awards.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Angry Scene at Edinburgh Airport</span><br /><br />An early rise on Saturday morning was not what Hector would have chosen. However Mr O’Leary insists that his flights to Germany are early morning affairs. Imagine Hector’s annoyance when a Doris dispatcher decided to challenge Marg on the size of her hand luggage. The farce that followed saw Marg open her bag, put on a cardigan, hand me the Daily mail and supplement, prove the bag fitted the ‘device’ and then repack her bag as it had been at the start. Meanwhile Hector was accusing the Doris of ‘theft’ when I am informed it should have been ‘extortion’. This bag has flown on numerous Ryanair flights. They were at it and they picked the wrong person to mess with- even when they did threaten to offload a very annoyed Hector.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Back in The Fatherland</span><br />Checking into the Altstadt Café at 10.30 is quite unusual, even though I had managed the same in September at the Golden Traube) on my last visit. We were eating Apfelstrudel and drinking coffee on the Bruckenschenke by 11.00. It would soon be time for a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a>.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD2J2FHqe9LWxA_29YM5V_pppMO-OeVib5-_lhH95STel4JI4m1D2crP643pGgtRvj383329hg6qklIbh7ggHEIwVVVZpnqfHHUsn_FR7OKIGwC5ijE-oZYwINRB66w_cWmtt4tqp1mW4/s1600/TTBSch.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD2J2FHqe9LWxA_29YM5V_pppMO-OeVib5-_lhH95STel4JI4m1D2crP643pGgtRvj383329hg6qklIbh7ggHEIwVVVZpnqfHHUsn_FR7OKIGwC5ijE-oZYwINRB66w_cWmtt4tqp1mW4/s200/TTBSch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540573454172135714" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What’s that coming over the hill?</span><br /><br />The <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Taj Mahal in Bernkastel</a> was the reason why Hector had Marg in agreement that we should walk over the hill to Bernkastel. On a dull, drizzly day this was not totally enjoyable. The muddy path and the increasing body temperatures saw two entities emerge on the far side. Thankfully the hillside auberge was open – even in November!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLUhnFfTJ5aeVwIlTfibxpI8rMImp6HvKj_lWvupttcwidVHNNy8OKOYi0wC7MApCwHtO9LBniBKbDKOE7BnFBzr8j08k5gA8t456Zj_h5xX-p_KCy2DJLuux__agA8MIALDuacks-40/s1600/BK1b.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLUhnFfTJ5aeVwIlTfibxpI8rMImp6HvKj_lWvupttcwidVHNNy8OKOYi0wC7MApCwHtO9LBniBKbDKOE7BnFBzr8j08k5gA8t456Zj_h5xX-p_KCy2DJLuux__agA8MIALDuacks-40/s200/BK1b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540568578055783186" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QmzzckJs4z4zFWMgX3dHXTYZKFBpKm4YkR01cggILXYNo_Y4Wv2TATftOJfcwfa2OKaDM6Wjws35f3lI05WflkaaQiJm4P1T17pnyOQXHlEAXLX3PWJPenubZ6BX9OJ6IsQT-HHRn3A/s1600/BK1a.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QmzzckJs4z4zFWMgX3dHXTYZKFBpKm4YkR01cggILXYNo_Y4Wv2TATftOJfcwfa2OKaDM6Wjws35f3lI05WflkaaQiJm4P1T17pnyOQXHlEAXLX3PWJPenubZ6BX9OJ6IsQT-HHRn3A/s200/BK1a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540568176624312178" /></a><br /><br />After the <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Karahi Gosht</a> we checked the times of the buses back: only four and a half hours later. The locals appeared to be erecting some sort of ‘shanty town’ in the spaces in front of the medieval buildings. They must have something planned.<br />There was nothing more to look forward to than the walk back. In the dark. We might see Bambi?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmST-ib_IcvnH63PHuHCg9Yx3FgqCAFcYAvIP1K-Dl5DsxWYlrSm88kYnAldR8dZdlIydPFp-WTqBsAsUP8W51ojXSyPTIGSbAzWnEOgzVLwiqt0taTdUXbIqft78ZTPTCW4HtLVi38LI/s1600/BK2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmST-ib_IcvnH63PHuHCg9Yx3FgqCAFcYAvIP1K-Dl5DsxWYlrSm88kYnAldR8dZdlIydPFp-WTqBsAsUP8W51ojXSyPTIGSbAzWnEOgzVLwiqt0taTdUXbIqft78ZTPTCW4HtLVi38LI/s200/BK2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540569805623361042" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrKAAQvWXBWjtEYW-zedeDWLYMWv7otHrzGBDcglCVuOEmdTDbnUyj3Hl-1K1zViww1ou5CuA3rrnvjtxsedArJBNZ9E3mWHbuUnzBpin3mUcKH_LEcLce5GSHcxBWhlF3bKYBXCvfSE/s1600/BK1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrKAAQvWXBWjtEYW-zedeDWLYMWv7otHrzGBDcglCVuOEmdTDbnUyj3Hl-1K1zViww1ou5CuA3rrnvjtxsedArJBNZ9E3mWHbuUnzBpin3mUcKH_LEcLce5GSHcxBWhlF3bKYBXCvfSE/s200/BK1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540567909352719570" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">No Bier Today?</span><br />The Golden Traube had to be the venue for our evening meal. Marilise welcomed us and Richard exchanged his usual banter throughout the visit. Rosé wine was Marg’s choice and so there was no Bier consumed, at all. Hector in Deutschland for over 12 hours…?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv50phWhH3tM0ebT3MyDcENd5KpDyTvI8DWMuMB-wFksAT6bR5q_eTbHq0FaH6EeiEiKQ2iapPCZdCYLpljQq3ZwdSZFRQ7TtTcs9kuloJBxLjVwxJB-DH-J4rzjWn5LraP0tfQ9pzINI/s1600/GT2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv50phWhH3tM0ebT3MyDcENd5KpDyTvI8DWMuMB-wFksAT6bR5q_eTbHq0FaH6EeiEiKQ2iapPCZdCYLpljQq3ZwdSZFRQ7TtTcs9kuloJBxLjVwxJB-DH-J4rzjWn5LraP0tfQ9pzINI/s200/GT2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540578599642287122" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2XRozpfEBG9uypnJ6dsyqVZBLawihdX8E06DSbhe6UlMIIVY6dClMe2MqEV5uTI1BDPmGZn483K59Ldc00Movjxgtl_uQD5lrXaPoKncxMbIfBM2pPEDRIQCxZctSYYaXfAHQ4Dp7O0k/s1600/GT1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2XRozpfEBG9uypnJ6dsyqVZBLawihdX8E06DSbhe6UlMIIVY6dClMe2MqEV5uTI1BDPmGZn483K59Ldc00Movjxgtl_uQD5lrXaPoKncxMbIfBM2pPEDRIQCxZctSYYaXfAHQ4Dp7O0k/s200/GT1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540577953951770306" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDWXam6aTNzc7rKBaPEz8SJkNhh2shzlUiut9IpAK3EKlOHY1DZdLgDkUfsbZkhGNfRBTYv1xtOcTEzVEhOaDEr5qNDNNjH0KElaNHM0fgBT603En_JMXFlinEK6Z9_ck0gclS4-COaEY/s1600/GT3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDWXam6aTNzc7rKBaPEz8SJkNhh2shzlUiut9IpAK3EKlOHY1DZdLgDkUfsbZkhGNfRBTYv1xtOcTEzVEhOaDEr5qNDNNjH0KElaNHM0fgBT603En_JMXFlinEK6Z9_ck0gclS4-COaEY/s200/GT3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540578940155294690" /></a><br /><br />Marg had ordered Rumpsteak with Krauterbutter, Hector the Mosel Menu. The Chef was having a bad night. I turned down an omelette, Fish and asked what had happened to my Soup before they admitted that the entire order had been cocked up. Marg had her steak, decidedly not ‘Durch’, and Hector had the Fish. Two courtesy Desserts (each) more than made up for the missing Pork. The Hot Berries over Vanilla Ice-cream is…superb… <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bier Time</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7vDia_69hnNH881fOwiFkkfUHobAGKzzLBZth9r-L0VLi5RPxEeEM2md46V8r0QUl6EbGbiy9oZhW0GfysswyX5-84UB354Q_MJEIbKALqVIxZ33NDyZeoF4t-Dmyy77SfY03GJeSdlM/s1600/TT1B.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7vDia_69hnNH881fOwiFkkfUHobAGKzzLBZth9r-L0VLi5RPxEeEM2md46V8r0QUl6EbGbiy9oZhW0GfysswyX5-84UB354Q_MJEIbKALqVIxZ33NDyZeoF4t-Dmyy77SfY03GJeSdlM/s200/TT1B.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540572668757463650" /></a>Hami’s was smoky. A couple of Gaffel Kölsch and we escaped to Frank’s. Marg was tired, Hector was tired. A couple of Reissdorf Kölsch and it was time to retire. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjee5gKAJJ018e3Tv3-x5JS8upVwUIgzXX-RtYgZiAeHgdZi4p-i_rMmHdq8bsxGf8b-o9aurgWbxyAnwn0N_ASDvS_FyJaPmRxPqB-yMi5TxKw4QU_jM0cxAL9mD82uaNZb10CnTCoi4I/s1600/TTND2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjee5gKAJJ018e3Tv3-x5JS8upVwUIgzXX-RtYgZiAeHgdZi4p-i_rMmHdq8bsxGf8b-o9aurgWbxyAnwn0N_ASDvS_FyJaPmRxPqB-yMi5TxKw4QU_jM0cxAL9mD82uaNZb10CnTCoi4I/s200/TTND2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540574443807608354" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGFu9UajRnM5JmTGqAhZPf7F_j2ahZ5lcI1qcQhTksXP7BQWwCeJdDbTiNt8AUXLojK9cPyXY7NE_n0-aGsylUqyKATBQ_aCPooe1f3OHStJcq1d1k1SdZiwy_ygL6ehNZYeWi0dpet94/s1600/TTND.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGFu9UajRnM5JmTGqAhZPf7F_j2ahZ5lcI1qcQhTksXP7BQWwCeJdDbTiNt8AUXLojK9cPyXY7NE_n0-aGsylUqyKATBQ_aCPooe1f3OHStJcq1d1k1SdZiwy_ygL6ehNZYeWi0dpet94/s200/TTND.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540573940630371650" /></a><br />Just look how wonderful Traben-Trarbach is this fine Sunday morning. This is definitely the place to be, so we left.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Sunday – Köln the home of Kölsch</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCH-K29jswf2ZfTj0UEyRrubYbeqJBZ643-eVR6SmHo-0MFteuU7y7oYxJzCnvUALZM_RCdxD70Tmxs_9ptI428hLZHBovuNixQbILCOhEj9f7em2AZtkgZxztFpQH1sDz261JjVDPkyQ/s1600/KDom.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCH-K29jswf2ZfTj0UEyRrubYbeqJBZ643-eVR6SmHo-0MFteuU7y7oYxJzCnvUALZM_RCdxD70Tmxs_9ptI428hLZHBovuNixQbILCOhEj9f7em2AZtkgZxztFpQH1sDz261JjVDPkyQ/s200/KDom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540580899729742674" /></a>Just the three trains took us to Köln. The IC was far superior to the normal RE; DB had made an offer for two singles that was way cheaper than the normal SW. <br />Hector had Lasagne in Heumarkt whilst Marg had Soup. This is crucial information. <br /> <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Bier in our time</span> (OK, I have used this before)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOl3Bsbt3u-xONSph4MgNV-nLDJhOtSuA1kySayAaEIW94frgT_vQ_pLNlL0nil2echmpQDfM71gpUy79vLwYqZIgiOLEGYWlN_9UJTaXkpDvF2U7HIWw4p73ia28mJY-q_k-WybNAnwk/s1600/Gaf1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOl3Bsbt3u-xONSph4MgNV-nLDJhOtSuA1kySayAaEIW94frgT_vQ_pLNlL0nil2echmpQDfM71gpUy79vLwYqZIgiOLEGYWlN_9UJTaXkpDvF2U7HIWw4p73ia28mJY-q_k-WybNAnwk/s200/Gaf1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540582208363574530" /></a>The Gaffelhaus was the first port of call. Dr Stan has promised to take us somewhere close by next month where the third best Kölsch is served Direkt vom Fass. Logic suggested we go back towards Barbarossplatz and ‘do Reissdorf’ early. The Tardis at Poststrasse took us above ground adjacent to Kleingriechenmarkt – the home of the finest Kölsch, by far!<br /> <br /><br />Hector did the litre, well I had to make the visit worthwhile. Smoking in the main bar area – why is this tolerated, permitted, whatever? Bayern has certainly made the correct decisions. It is mystery as to exactly what the raison d’être is behind smoking rules in Nord Rhein Westphalia.<br />Back on the U-Bahn and a visit to Sünner (Salzgasse 13), will it had to be now or later… <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Hector Bingo</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-PN3JDWCJHfWqRwiCgjFu8pu3-BOqJ7yFUiqhLIR36YOkqOdRWOAO7AFknOtLJAgzfLqldypY2P4eTBRYmcGS6wYmk0Ftt1CmFPvjgKRcCI29N9u_R2y5jENCiTjLyNoELIYmnmbYi1M/s1600/Sun2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-PN3JDWCJHfWqRwiCgjFu8pu3-BOqJ7yFUiqhLIR36YOkqOdRWOAO7AFknOtLJAgzfLqldypY2P4eTBRYmcGS6wYmk0Ftt1CmFPvjgKRcCI29N9u_R2y5jENCiTjLyNoELIYmnmbYi1M/s200/Sun2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540571695983716914" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZ67hufCQXjzwOBQ0eQ-D3NAfTwhsK7-u1ya80RoU4VWuIEAy38x0KotSABAnzxC8Vrv9-irA-Hugb42xC1Xd7f30Vkj2I2cc1pxJSk3sBNDkDATuSZJYTN0ZjWiJ5XyrENA1LCdPY60/s1600/Sun1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZ67hufCQXjzwOBQ0eQ-D3NAfTwhsK7-u1ya80RoU4VWuIEAy38x0KotSABAnzxC8Vrv9-irA-Hugb42xC1Xd7f30Vkj2I2cc1pxJSk3sBNDkDATuSZJYTN0ZjWiJ5XyrENA1LCdPY60/s200/Sun1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540571416357586658" /></a>Marg decided to have her main meal of the day. This is also crucial information. Marg recalls the occasionally told story of when Hector organised the Bon Accord trip to Köln-Düsseldorf. We split our group in two and ordered a 5l Tower’ each. A race ensued. Russell’s team was losing so we offered to help them finish theirs first. The self congratulations ended when they realised what had happened to their supply of Kölsch! We then ended our visit to Sünner in a more leisurely manner.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA-UMGRdKWUepeFET8Y06qTZd2e5qHle0k27ZG4PcWIe2eX5jltxqlCEMBqgRTlS_V-Ss97qXVwCQD4PGDiIi0fkgqYYdMUZUEIr4OI5QHbGrRvaSgOBKU3WMWN1TfbXU64Ji7vwbAH8c/s1600/Sun3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA-UMGRdKWUepeFET8Y06qTZd2e5qHle0k27ZG4PcWIe2eX5jltxqlCEMBqgRTlS_V-Ss97qXVwCQD4PGDiIi0fkgqYYdMUZUEIr4OI5QHbGrRvaSgOBKU3WMWN1TfbXU64Ji7vwbAH8c/s200/Sun3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540572086385791906" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Do you remember Sion?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkrW7m9O925g9NW-3mOdOh-Nd8-dHqbRZdnJnsMQi3spZPrSg8FxRG0tM-g2H1ZjEl0sV_obzGQY0oXxveWP4UzAW5RJm318D6crNB0VLd60ZcvZ6Oy6bWHmC3FwTiqbZ2GPBZlneo00/s1600/Hax1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkrW7m9O925g9NW-3mOdOh-Nd8-dHqbRZdnJnsMQi3spZPrSg8FxRG0tM-g2H1ZjEl0sV_obzGQY0oXxveWP4UzAW5RJm318D6crNB0VLd60ZcvZ6Oy6bWHmC3FwTiqbZ2GPBZlneo00/s200/Hax1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540581759518643010" /></a>Hector had forgotten the Haxenhaus. Marg had not. We stopped off there for another Gaffel and a Baileys. Marg had the Baileys. Hector’s spectacles remained intact – unlike during my first visit where the pressure of the crowd was excessive. There was a grassy knoll too where my flashgun mysteriously disappeared…I blame Lord Clive.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-oIeML6KDdHi-59TVS4oV2ng_IiMQ_EFjSDvrm1nHI4mJDRM0HpxLEtSOMxFQcfzODsQadoq7zMDFdmGEikoYK9jz1oOrUBqI49-lARHk6nRmVppb5W7WD8tInqQSsBEWs8cHBqWZic/s1600/Sion.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-oIeML6KDdHi-59TVS4oV2ng_IiMQ_EFjSDvrm1nHI4mJDRM0HpxLEtSOMxFQcfzODsQadoq7zMDFdmGEikoYK9jz1oOrUBqI49-lARHk6nRmVppb5W7WD8tInqQSsBEWs8cHBqWZic/s200/Sion.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540570801312100130" /></a>Minutes later Hector and Marg sat down in the Sion taproom. Just the single test tube was consumed. I think. The main event – Früh am Dom was seconds away.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiraCJOjSSYJfiWiuiR9HaLXUCjoMJZdUuc5ZLaSteLCCPfzBX3JvvsJLYc_rYvAlS8RPbdOVPptS7PlCwZFkL0j2bS7nlKhISuJQ9UxtV6nKI9JvPd0LSMv6Krn5DhwZ0_szIbfG1fJes/s1600/Fruh4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiraCJOjSSYJfiWiuiR9HaLXUCjoMJZdUuc5ZLaSteLCCPfzBX3JvvsJLYc_rYvAlS8RPbdOVPptS7PlCwZFkL0j2bS7nlKhISuJQ9UxtV6nKI9JvPd0LSMv6Krn5DhwZ0_szIbfG1fJes/s200/Fruh4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540585380501316706" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUlB-LhXIUhqLDrj-DLURDkxZc7LDWBRMxTrpK18UDwqOVtcDP9WgEn4pmgdWTVbmQU7z9vt9Mm8AC1X5AJmCp1OpF5EDX5XAg7pDuY_-03No4uQ5MKnAYZS0LYaK64DZVkbRwOT-SMm8/s1600/Fruh3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUlB-LhXIUhqLDrj-DLURDkxZc7LDWBRMxTrpK18UDwqOVtcDP9WgEn4pmgdWTVbmQU7z9vt9Mm8AC1X5AJmCp1OpF5EDX5XAg7pDuY_-03No4uQ5MKnAYZS0LYaK64DZVkbRwOT-SMm8/s200/Fruh3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540584963818875778" /></a><br /><br />Strangely we were advised that the Keller was closing early, being a Sunday and so we took our place in the main room. No smoke in Früh, Gaffel or Sünner. This is civilised. At 22.50 they were still serving Schweinhaxen. Hector was not interested in these; it was time for a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute at Kamasutra</a>!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR1qr91yXyZaRq7xD4SqP-Ll_dPRuoDvhyJyP6JRgXgt_iQtlWjmRfnSxTmLd-arEefoKO-5BLnicksWClm3g3Z1KuFdyaFNefCOk7vCdoie1_-f3gOUZXlFNYzk0x91kn89sdz-O2kHk/s1600/Fruh2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR1qr91yXyZaRq7xD4SqP-Ll_dPRuoDvhyJyP6JRgXgt_iQtlWjmRfnSxTmLd-arEefoKO-5BLnicksWClm3g3Z1KuFdyaFNefCOk7vCdoie1_-f3gOUZXlFNYzk0x91kn89sdz-O2kHk/s200/Fruh2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540584646579514850" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcisRZ7UQTgYnRh-NuEfe3apdK11rmilLHgartSFZ2HI0f63U0mQeZiC3R6dUwpGoglZ9mCx_tCJJm4en0faqpdQrDVH2WnR3wLOrBd7f3-73PoNdMvhXD4iloieCR9IpH1V6N4pPB3mU/s1600/Fruh1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcisRZ7UQTgYnRh-NuEfe3apdK11rmilLHgartSFZ2HI0f63U0mQeZiC3R6dUwpGoglZ9mCx_tCJJm4en0faqpdQrDVH2WnR3wLOrBd7f3-73PoNdMvhXD4iloieCR9IpH1V6N4pPB3mU/s200/Fruh1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540584039984303778" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">The Monday Holiday – or the day Deutsche Bahn let Hector down</span><br /><br />The 11.40 from Köln to Krefeld stopped at Neuss It never moved another cm. Eventually we were advised that the train was going nowhere and the word ‘Strassenbahn’ was clearly heard. Having now missed a connection there was no way Hector and Marg were going to miss their flight from Weeze. Just the €110 for the taxi from Neuss to Weeze…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">A Happy Ending</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9L4XqoIVOjISlQC6KYEhbFELpPQD3lG5SKKrq0tTqHb7_nWoIVTP3f8JCenMfV4PcUY9PoKWFhvUYIUaEpvsVGvaiZo_yzRcBB9dELyc9AIF-UQpHGhcM8kBr54eYTXAkRazcIXFtxfk/s1600/CrDM.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9L4XqoIVOjISlQC6KYEhbFELpPQD3lG5SKKrq0tTqHb7_nWoIVTP3f8JCenMfV4PcUY9PoKWFhvUYIUaEpvsVGvaiZo_yzRcBB9dELyc9AIF-UQpHGhcM8kBr54eYTXAkRazcIXFtxfk/s200/CrDM.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540588741697503714" /></a>There is no point spending one’s entire holiday Monday travelling is Marg’s philosophy and so Hector was permitted to join the Chaps at ‘the other place’. On entering they were leaving: ah....the Drum and Monkey was selling Thornbridge Jaipur and Brewdog IPA. Oh well then.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Guess what?</span><br /><br />Marg could not pass the <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Mother India Café</a> : she went to the new overflow venue and had a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a>! <span style="font-weight:bold;">What is going on?</span>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-79700066113436952172010-11-06T23:55:00.000+00:002010-11-07T10:55:33.621+00:00Who's that coming over the hill?What can be better after a pleasant curry and an afternoon drinking Oktoberfest biers in the Allison Arms?<div><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mba_i3YHn8s">He's back...</a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xrc5S3hwXYw">And again...</a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdN3tuufbtk">And to end!</a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Apologies to those of a nervous disposition!</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p></div>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-6539420902635356362010-10-18T18:27:00.071+01:002010-10-27T19:18:52.417+01:00Bamberg Bocks + Do you have Andechs Spezial Hell?<span style="font-weight:bold;">Why not?</span><br /><br />This is the real reason why Howard goes to Andechs. <br />The late Wednesday evening arrival in München saw some of us go for a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a> at the now called <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Lahori Hajweri</a>. Howard went straight to Andechs to join Lord Clive and Maggie who unbelievably had started consuming the Ale without us. <br />The season must be ending and the staff tired. We did not get to consume much Andechs before we were back up the road to our new hotel – The Dolomit. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">But wait…</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadZ0WpoQSNQbN3Hp-uOMYhLRSOx_WM5M15t46upBXe7Gvd17IzhX9V9KuAOLntLgZFWY7uiDZ9p1z5X8I9lsxEc54bwQiER-cfZck0ZiyNAKb1XnSPQYlC0eTSIz5jpOiZcO4jkrOeck/s1600/M1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadZ0WpoQSNQbN3Hp-uOMYhLRSOx_WM5M15t46upBXe7Gvd17IzhX9V9KuAOLntLgZFWY7uiDZ9p1z5X8I9lsxEc54bwQiER-cfZck0ZiyNAKb1XnSPQYlC0eTSIz5jpOiZcO4jkrOeck/s200/M1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532788541916307282" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqY8MzMua4m3sGk1m0jkViJqNC7_w2dIuH03yQg6F-kFaZ2z9ketWtLykN8IRI9zDzMTSJWhVulwh9h5fmMLeDFYiSiDhqSs49cUykiWBrA_xkyjSgvfs3soNjePGXuHbRALF4nkrEgnY/s1600/Mun1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqY8MzMua4m3sGk1m0jkViJqNC7_w2dIuH03yQg6F-kFaZ2z9ketWtLykN8IRI9zDzMTSJWhVulwh9h5fmMLeDFYiSiDhqSs49cUykiWBrA_xkyjSgvfs3soNjePGXuHbRALF4nkrEgnY/s200/Mun1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532411029136021714" /></a><br />A naughty boy insisted I go to the Sports’ Bar. It is now smoke free, a great improvement. The people of Bayern have gone the whole way and banned smoking. Nord Rhein Westphalia, watch out!<br />Howard, Steve and Juliet left ‘early’, Maggie went home…oh no she didn’t… she kept Clive and I company for another Franziskaner.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Thursday - On our way to Bamberg</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlA24XlBXiCZxE8lsQYzQ46p6TfSKktCqemSL3O84axwOajrmWuixyNkre99ECMOHgWubl6oyMxCg1F-6ZN7Po2qsL5FCh9ya0Wi1z0F64bJgB6rbdveq2G2dinNHvMwG3yzvJn6M43Yo/s1600/Mun2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlA24XlBXiCZxE8lsQYzQ46p6TfSKktCqemSL3O84axwOajrmWuixyNkre99ECMOHgWubl6oyMxCg1F-6ZN7Po2qsL5FCh9ya0Wi1z0F64bJgB6rbdveq2G2dinNHvMwG3yzvJn6M43Yo/s200/Mun2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532411261694254498" /></a><br /><br />We had a pleasant night by all accounts at The Dolomit. This is much cheaper than The Royal and the rooms are fine, though some missed the Royal breakfast.<br />There was a choice for our change of train at Nurnberg: rush down one pint or stay longer and have a leisurely two. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">You do have Spezial Hell<br /><br />Much better than Tegernsee’s equivalent was the conclusion.</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Dr Stan was waiting</span><br />Meanwhile in Bamberg, Dr Stan had been exploring Deutschland on his relaxing journey to the SE of The Fatherland. The rendezvous was in Spezial. This was to give Juliet a gentle introduction to the smoky Bier that was to come. However, as we were nearer Keesmann we walked out to Underberg instead.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><br />What have they done to my favourite Bier?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyxYw4xNxUikrnXO1ipsv1lFQ1YolZym4qfABSEmRP_H-5ZsuJ3jRoKwSU0501Ye_94G6uSBLbDeNHbOP-vQsgqGC0z3NSYj_93U3xg73RKqF19XPxk9RmEhdi0qwr_FyM2J_qXc8x2Wg/s1600/BamK1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyxYw4xNxUikrnXO1ipsv1lFQ1YolZym4qfABSEmRP_H-5ZsuJ3jRoKwSU0501Ye_94G6uSBLbDeNHbOP-vQsgqGC0z3NSYj_93U3xg73RKqF19XPxk9RmEhdi0qwr_FyM2J_qXc8x2Wg/s200/BamK1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532415543421488818" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWg7ATHm6YUlcwraEWWjGD2OIm0-4n76Ox4-AjqsPxjjkjos0NFGZdLyaK_PhbhY0oEYal-4C1lzBj_TYprf-cDU9pIqEpyAonhGXhaRSFRZ-xCGh7qfCfI6y3WL0Vw_lD9n9qrrFpTE/s1600/BamK2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWg7ATHm6YUlcwraEWWjGD2OIm0-4n76Ox4-AjqsPxjjkjos0NFGZdLyaK_PhbhY0oEYal-4C1lzBj_TYprf-cDU9pIqEpyAonhGXhaRSFRZ-xCGh7qfCfI6y3WL0Vw_lD9n9qrrFpTE/s200/BamK2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532414849625928018" /></a><br /><br />Last year, as is written, we had a ball at Keesmann. This year the Bier is far too sweet. Far too sweet. Far too sweet. Why? This did not stop us having one or more for the sake of quality control. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGofoaja7L4nCKNPwigv0WYuM0sYdoHwI9JXzOmJ8HKOjXw8C4UgcfTvCaNWlJKr1zDQljbhvU1Trme0mDJR2JVNb7VJ98BvLOK_1XaqRe1oub8N3yF99-6P2rCwCbHbRWKRS_Tmk-0UM/s1600/BamK3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGofoaja7L4nCKNPwigv0WYuM0sYdoHwI9JXzOmJ8HKOjXw8C4UgcfTvCaNWlJKr1zDQljbhvU1Trme0mDJR2JVNb7VJ98BvLOK_1XaqRe1oub8N3yF99-6P2rCwCbHbRWKRS_Tmk-0UM/s200/BamK3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532413991428005490" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKPtfiUrhcv-n6lhRj0YEYI_dxUTdMsXdEFMCCASOoYitUB_jw_GUudJ2I3IrN4jyrb1r2Ownc5_OuNZfxpL7mMrtHBfYimkN79Cya3-jpfPlLnYrWGp1Cxq6-rM7X-LloKUOm81BX5dg/s1600/BamK4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKPtfiUrhcv-n6lhRj0YEYI_dxUTdMsXdEFMCCASOoYitUB_jw_GUudJ2I3IrN4jyrb1r2Ownc5_OuNZfxpL7mMrtHBfYimkN79Cya3-jpfPlLnYrWGp1Cxq6-rM7X-LloKUOm81BX5dg/s200/BamK4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532413658009849586" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_vsvYO9abvcYTPmC8bEB1hUIroXsaCmuwW66sxAu793PaOzse33pIi8duU76tajs_qqE7OFvCBVZubjIsgunXgoi8d5a0ZoGqlC6-m3aV2pWEs62ghKEIMvjYYUIC3F-NBwnd_FFDIGU/s1600/BamK5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_vsvYO9abvcYTPmC8bEB1hUIroXsaCmuwW66sxAu793PaOzse33pIi8duU76tajs_qqE7OFvCBVZubjIsgunXgoi8d5a0ZoGqlC6-m3aV2pWEs62ghKEIMvjYYUIC3F-NBwnd_FFDIGU/s200/BamK5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532413175240640882" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6OxIUt0O3fsex98WigTjM63Rj19_ZBQseEa2aj4Sh_YvF6UVinLY2W9SbnRdZWZaSgglfVHUP6g7Cwks4uLm1RRiem0xxyjSf3GiZiI6BJZFVFVichwdSKR6xfnB7alZF-PpuDE-gQk/s1600/BamK6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6OxIUt0O3fsex98WigTjM63Rj19_ZBQseEa2aj4Sh_YvF6UVinLY2W9SbnRdZWZaSgglfVHUP6g7Cwks4uLm1RRiem0xxyjSf3GiZiI6BJZFVFVichwdSKR6xfnB7alZF-PpuDE-gQk/s200/BamK6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532412663596890962" /></a><br /><br />I do not know who ate the wonderful looking Pork Chop on display. If it was not me, I wish it had been.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZnietJevmdP0CJhYTMmBnhPMAuaOVn3Jr22JY_kmAgxqXUWpu9tg8U93y1mRK74sv2vsTorPtsm-mpQmYG4yQo-zdgQkEXPkq7IGGzWq4KMf-0YKw_zaqKKZzJzbZK2JSnE7TBkIs_kU/s1600/BamK7.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZnietJevmdP0CJhYTMmBnhPMAuaOVn3Jr22JY_kmAgxqXUWpu9tg8U93y1mRK74sv2vsTorPtsm-mpQmYG4yQo-zdgQkEXPkq7IGGzWq4KMf-0YKw_zaqKKZzJzbZK2JSnE7TBkIs_kU/s200/BamK7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532412458278907666" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Call me a taxi</span><br /><br />A taxi took five of us to Schlenkerla, Dr Stan and Maggie walked. Strange, they arrived not long after us.<br />Time for what even Dr Stan had to accept was the Bier of the trip – The Schlenkerla Urbock. Smoked Sausage in a glass with Bacon Crisps poured in for good measure. Ever so strongly smoked!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7suHW4ebkAzbGVD_v9Vl8sCE_oii1f1pQvvlTwCwvNgaXRWKxNyS7l3YIlTPQpTGBQBtda2x5Pd5J9ifQAhAOBF2zGfC73VivYXIn08Eeevf8B7kFNRhkNbApUTe4g9REAqPW7jbmFdw/s1600/Sch1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7suHW4ebkAzbGVD_v9Vl8sCE_oii1f1pQvvlTwCwvNgaXRWKxNyS7l3YIlTPQpTGBQBtda2x5Pd5J9ifQAhAOBF2zGfC73VivYXIn08Eeevf8B7kFNRhkNbApUTe4g9REAqPW7jbmFdw/s200/Sch1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532420918517189218" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKmwldaJUkK8nm18RWn00ANWs2gxhzGaxvPTB8kw_zFUaUqK1WJUDmMbO9-BXkvcN8MAyV0_TBF91eXjvQBh8pQhP2x-qYeAQ2sbsxZXrSMNwFcOaW-UNX2dqOxVJz3oaTRng5mcLW_NE/s1600/Sch2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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What is that? Turned out after 23.00 it was not difficult for Hector to assume the role of ‘last out’. Tomorrow is another day.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Friday – Mahrs Bock Day</span><br /><br />The worst <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry</a> encountered in ten years is reported in <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a>, such was the only Curryhaus in Bamberg. The rendezvous was Schlenkerla at 13.00. The waitress was astonished to see us back already. Steve insists that Schlenkerla is best enjoyed as the first Bier of the day, not as a late night afterthought. This Bier is stunning at any time.<br />A gentle afternoon here was followed by a stroll to Mahrs. Dr Stan and Hector had a notion that the Bock would be tapped around 17.00 Our ‘stroll’ saw us outsprint the others and we gained access with Howard to the courtyard, and no more.<br />At 16.45 a queue spontaneously formed at a window: the Bock was tapped!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtF8We9aXTWXF4qTNBevmn3NcJ94FW6jcvXEhyphenhyphen3pSNQ8ChP8H1gndkdq-6h5F1MrxMYF0TzgPtg7huDa-62QqEzK-YfdGY7MS3kPeWhTlHWhulIyLFyd6WYw6GvlpFBrb12OigjGMAaA/s1600/Ma1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtF8We9aXTWXF4qTNBevmn3NcJ94FW6jcvXEhyphenhyphen3pSNQ8ChP8H1gndkdq-6h5F1MrxMYF0TzgPtg7huDa-62QqEzK-YfdGY7MS3kPeWhTlHWhulIyLFyd6WYw6GvlpFBrb12OigjGMAaA/s200/Ma1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532424965479960562" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWXvSPdQJMetr2qBbZeKWVhaxuL87psmL8Dli9KtUk1rmJ1dfI-00vyXRxq0aGezqFJfSjKBpR-BRicBIALuRSU20PWensvSWap-H2rEp2i00LF9ynmeLLr6QibA2e9-jOCBHNvEBWFU/s1600/Ma2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrWXvSPdQJMetr2qBbZeKWVhaxuL87psmL8Dli9KtUk1rmJ1dfI-00vyXRxq0aGezqFJfSjKBpR-BRicBIALuRSU20PWensvSWap-H2rEp2i00LF9ynmeLLr6QibA2e9-jOCBHNvEBWFU/s200/Ma2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532424781561646450" /></a><br />We were in the first dozen to taste this year’s Mahrs Bock, an honour. It was very fine indeed. The others had not arrived; they were in a queue outside. The queue just grew longer and longer. By the time we finished our double round – (whose idea was that?) the queue was around the block.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjMKPOINAOX_ec0l1eZLvk5YkLQPXBLyDHkt7e2zY9RPRH8mZeBUlgE1tuNI92O2lnM_swLYnNQRTSCHsBOCtCR5gO4EMc3ooj-2JNcoPihwxvo7mkv2vGI3Y-TSRuStJ21r3uI0TW5Nk/s1600/Ma3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjMKPOINAOX_ec0l1eZLvk5YkLQPXBLyDHkt7e2zY9RPRH8mZeBUlgE1tuNI92O2lnM_swLYnNQRTSCHsBOCtCR5gO4EMc3ooj-2JNcoPihwxvo7mkv2vGI3Y-TSRuStJ21r3uI0TW5Nk/s200/Ma3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532424593537759330" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibylzwNKbo291fBrOofyDriHmgfjdc_vHYUMG2iaeXMvcp6_DEmxc8N1WnMi1ELLntJyF0hKSZTRJIMFCf0cz5GQ8SnPBfbj_SSFc3YiNG4xReDyzkqf1a50p8rAV8Wg3OdhoFUXoQLv8/s1600/Ma4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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Then back to Schlenkerla. An early night.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggs4G7yC2LT9DqolcZWEKBvagGZ8tf-y9RbDTD-od409Mwf8yqfdO1puqwHXh0rg2P56ajP0M43opyFNCLqImS4qdJ_FkduOaKXHeP4YN431bdyT4bgR19Y8lXQLhLtZDjjiUPJxyBydU/s1600/Bam24.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggs4G7yC2LT9DqolcZWEKBvagGZ8tf-y9RbDTD-od409Mwf8yqfdO1puqwHXh0rg2P56ajP0M43opyFNCLqImS4qdJ_FkduOaKXHeP4YN431bdyT4bgR19Y8lXQLhLtZDjjiUPJxyBydU/s200/Bam24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532765005049419858" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvAgSe7TfNXiTjet7R0aiD1AHK7kCMS7imBCi6VNfBseOZyVlUGSzEm35dlZ4hWY5BwV2piY8UunfzJcuza-2lrAVGkdc5xkcALlH2gT9EG5c_Kh1__wzHCG08NiblLmwwfhZoNl_E80/s1600/Bam25.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvAgSe7TfNXiTjet7R0aiD1AHK7kCMS7imBCi6VNfBseOZyVlUGSzEm35dlZ4hWY5BwV2piY8UunfzJcuza-2lrAVGkdc5xkcALlH2gT9EG5c_Kh1__wzHCG08NiblLmwwfhZoNl_E80/s200/Bam25.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532764780562933714" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTVUR_zEOSM3k06VndvSOtSNt2nt0THupe-06lalsEi7YuLbbvdsTF8Tz5NUEM8GcaBEovYNfCmEeiOiswzLGGdnrPkImbb6CRbrD6ub92W1k7OBvwKPDqhAr6sq5VnQM1AQ6fyRLvbyU/s1600/Bam26.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTVUR_zEOSM3k06VndvSOtSNt2nt0THupe-06lalsEi7YuLbbvdsTF8Tz5NUEM8GcaBEovYNfCmEeiOiswzLGGdnrPkImbb6CRbrD6ub92W1k7OBvwKPDqhAr6sq5VnQM1AQ6fyRLvbyU/s200/Bam26.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532764510735420162" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSlQeKj3s2uNkekAFXY46nbKIlGJ7tAkz6_DdwJf_a2bVGrvEszlu6dO6i8TjoC8JrlzZqZOxSRRvSe9DpcR0C6h2fh4cMyYJJ99JzLuo-B6t31R6y1ASrvR5p_MtaGCChwremEC5ZjeE/s1600/Bam28.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSlQeKj3s2uNkekAFXY46nbKIlGJ7tAkz6_DdwJf_a2bVGrvEszlu6dO6i8TjoC8JrlzZqZOxSRRvSe9DpcR0C6h2fh4cMyYJJ99JzLuo-B6t31R6y1ASrvR5p_MtaGCChwremEC5ZjeE/s200/Bam28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532764102567048290" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU4s_ft3xnzniY8XyhORcWv5jUI5zV4UMpi9763ITemPxHeCJXbeMoHexBkf1UL54d_-LfrN8D97Biokzb1q74OFsYz3onT6AEeYuOyMebpF0HjzhXDTlVBfbbRHVxGEUS54ALZEYgUg8/s1600/Bam29.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU4s_ft3xnzniY8XyhORcWv5jUI5zV4UMpi9763ITemPxHeCJXbeMoHexBkf1UL54d_-LfrN8D97Biokzb1q74OFsYz3onT6AEeYuOyMebpF0HjzhXDTlVBfbbRHVxGEUS54ALZEYgUg8/s200/Bam29.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532763700754323698" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXHu_yfCid3ly_KCVHsMbp0yPeqh9gIK06FfWNQGIFKcOJjRKFRPkQn_dVmeaQdLTXSoasPNd4T_3VWFaBKMZCLArNkoRB5s1_mz29HIt60CeVRU8kr4XBgcD9KpCZ620Ykducnv6W7FM/s1600/Bam30.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXHu_yfCid3ly_KCVHsMbp0yPeqh9gIK06FfWNQGIFKcOJjRKFRPkQn_dVmeaQdLTXSoasPNd4T_3VWFaBKMZCLArNkoRB5s1_mz29HIt60CeVRU8kr4XBgcD9KpCZ620Ykducnv6W7FM/s200/Bam30.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532761900297254418" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Saturday – a trip to Forchheim</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Happy Birthday, Juliet!</span><br /><br />The rendezvous was Fässla. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYcckfRNHn842K_HLi84q9BlBnuLvrYphZTP1yx0T-2y3edzs6nHPuAVRFG5BXZlmo8GJzvtLpgrcrxGt7shOYzy4ia5eAGhatqTqu6vOfzYI6OUpNZmS3bemSvpQqNElnubnt-23cg8/s1600/Bam31.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYcckfRNHn842K_HLi84q9BlBnuLvrYphZTP1yx0T-2y3edzs6nHPuAVRFG5BXZlmo8GJzvtLpgrcrxGt7shOYzy4ia5eAGhatqTqu6vOfzYI6OUpNZmS3bemSvpQqNElnubnt-23cg8/s200/Bam31.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532761347370038658" /></a> <br />Dr Stan, Hector, Clive and Maggie headed on the train to Forchheim. Steve and Juliet stayed in Bamberg. Where was Howard?<br />You do have Spezial Hell! Howard was in Nurnberg!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Four went to Forchheim</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn1XH8dWdY3QSPm4fvJwcUNgCoVdP4GMe9gms97UCUlvWTArsQRLzeeM3dIKXupA8z1G7BS_vh2SBR24TxDJq67HI7eo_aksPtPb1A52egFzgEdic8SrU39ON8N12VQoEqSOV5_VGNgOE/s1600/For1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn1XH8dWdY3QSPm4fvJwcUNgCoVdP4GMe9gms97UCUlvWTArsQRLzeeM3dIKXupA8z1G7BS_vh2SBR24TxDJq67HI7eo_aksPtPb1A52egFzgEdic8SrU39ON8N12VQoEqSOV5_VGNgOE/s200/For1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532772921238195842" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnNZvdDUf6EJXVjLTG4KThzBqexognA3wksCgoh-vRqty7cysoWPJrLqR6byp8R_U1aHSLjsJuOWpA1RUQmwGTmqZTT4qzkOFisrGdXpauU4nbr950EAvgjbmIVkY-yw1aWCW14P38FK4/s1600/For1a.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnNZvdDUf6EJXVjLTG4KThzBqexognA3wksCgoh-vRqty7cysoWPJrLqR6byp8R_U1aHSLjsJuOWpA1RUQmwGTmqZTT4qzkOFisrGdXpauU4nbr950EAvgjbmIVkY-yw1aWCW14P38FK4/s200/For1a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532768860665381554" /></a><br /><br />Dr Stan, Hector, Lord Clive and Maggie took advantage of the Bayern Ticket and saved about €0.45 in doing so. The plan was to visit the three adjacent breweries on the man square: Greif, Hebendanz and Neder. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg77t_EXbfzoDOsf6kk9k4_D-2EZI0Shyei43xhh4bbrbOTP-yuhRT1-OUr7i8ZMhXx9_5GYfcBzlfTUkmjul8TQ4pXojO8ZKg1mNyETUIxLBRFr_Kdbz_bWIeD7k0WQDRwKX8q3zTQG7o/s1600/For3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg77t_EXbfzoDOsf6kk9k4_D-2EZI0Shyei43xhh4bbrbOTP-yuhRT1-OUr7i8ZMhXx9_5GYfcBzlfTUkmjul8TQ4pXojO8ZKg1mNyETUIxLBRFr_Kdbz_bWIeD7k0WQDRwKX8q3zTQG7o/s200/For3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532772417724175090" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLCqj56F5JoIpwejpoMSbumOJ6vPUWaoQMog-83_Mj4pQ7dCOk49nOy2DF_m_ZmozMtQgroeo9RK1GzV6yJwZ0FJle27Xb3Yb1bxQHBXBIhmMjlC4oREI48GDrpsppZ1wIVox3IkFtEtY/s1600/For2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLCqj56F5JoIpwejpoMSbumOJ6vPUWaoQMog-83_Mj4pQ7dCOk49nOy2DF_m_ZmozMtQgroeo9RK1GzV6yJwZ0FJle27Xb3Yb1bxQHBXBIhmMjlC4oREI48GDrpsppZ1wIVox3IkFtEtY/s200/For2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532771769291281810" /></a><br /><br />Normally two are open, on the last visit Greif was closed, usually our favourite. Greif was closed again, and then we found out that the Gastatte has been closed for some time, the Tap is now at the Brewery.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_YqFM3VpfpVp1SocjZCNznbHa_kMRmbsxUUtzKElmL1BKWWC_HfqjbmoY5k7QDhT0g1AfdMKOw_3kXYz0mjtZsGQtMqgGTXsdxOPOd-08ZaGwzunTTVn0KpH7qodMqvA_mqErY287uQ/s1600/For4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY_YqFM3VpfpVp1SocjZCNznbHa_kMRmbsxUUtzKElmL1BKWWC_HfqjbmoY5k7QDhT0g1AfdMKOw_3kXYz0mjtZsGQtMqgGTXsdxOPOd-08ZaGwzunTTVn0KpH7qodMqvA_mqErY287uQ/s200/For4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532771150852321570" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwWXAJrFWcAerTw4aq35bnk3PWIV7o3osCg8yfkc8_mxuXTXCMIA0s31tElqTDdz8-6bj0PmkMV7LzV3gRoP6ky_rgW_ZQoUe9wr8AHQ4q7GIzKUyJDmusHxt6TUOqpkVibty4y7lLXJk/s1600/For5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwWXAJrFWcAerTw4aq35bnk3PWIV7o3osCg8yfkc8_mxuXTXCMIA0s31tElqTDdz8-6bj0PmkMV7LzV3gRoP6ky_rgW_ZQoUe9wr8AHQ4q7GIzKUyJDmusHxt6TUOqpkVibty4y7lLXJk/s200/For5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532770185540156290" /></a><br /><br />Clive and Maggie bringing up the rear went straight into Neder. The place looked brighter and the ban on smoking improved the atmosphere measurably. The Bier was ordered and soon the locals were intrigued by our presence. Slices of a Fiery, Smokey Cheese were coming our way from the adjacent table. We could take it. But Hector must track this down. By the time we left we were locals too.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFdywwlke8FRns-Ni3b6w8MCJKSgSkjzN5HJyQQCxRKf-vUeiOa1hvM-7407vJPVPHnnB7BxYFSGE3spzoHcbnjCSsSh3lwACJ-hzbGLj47njH58olL3vreO4mEDqH3ODE_7uYtYtKXI/s1600/For6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFdywwlke8FRns-Ni3b6w8MCJKSgSkjzN5HJyQQCxRKf-vUeiOa1hvM-7407vJPVPHnnB7BxYFSGE3spzoHcbnjCSsSh3lwACJ-hzbGLj47njH58olL3vreO4mEDqH3ODE_7uYtYtKXI/s200/For6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532769834271792162" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAadhF2fRICocAMvgbScoz9ZjO0OIuWswjWk8K5c1By1jVZeUK6FQmvHEO61J1F2LojJKrVcN-LAxM8_lNKWNWtP8C-4xUHFGCQbD7IeW83tAWs03Lr-i47MPsAk6kSwl88yp3Hw7lS4/s1600/For7.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAadhF2fRICocAMvgbScoz9ZjO0OIuWswjWk8K5c1By1jVZeUK6FQmvHEO61J1F2LojJKrVcN-LAxM8_lNKWNWtP8C-4xUHFGCQbD7IeW83tAWs03Lr-i47MPsAk6kSwl88yp3Hw7lS4/s200/For7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532769373936366898" /></a><br /><br />Next door in Hebendanz the décor was also greatly improved. On asking the barman when this had been done it turned out to have some three to four years previously. But surely we came last February for Dr Stan’s ‘Farewell Lecture Tour’ and it was not like this? The place was quiet apart from the radio with a football commentary: this was no Station Bar in Traben-Trarbach with a live Sky feed. But it was smoke-free. Superb!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Buttenheim – Das Ritual</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBeyrQ7ziNGCqbBhlzlcpGdblOa-DBO_N0b7uh6Ve1cv3lR1wC5W_MnVrbP0HrZ11jPhG0bMaPyVH90v74iQVI4M12sFk0-EJKQ0AKYnBFcgi9wFnRze8eeHI8ixZPO1OnAz73hIsrfNo/s1600/But1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBeyrQ7ziNGCqbBhlzlcpGdblOa-DBO_N0b7uh6Ve1cv3lR1wC5W_MnVrbP0HrZ11jPhG0bMaPyVH90v74iQVI4M12sFk0-EJKQ0AKYnBFcgi9wFnRze8eeHI8ixZPO1OnAz73hIsrfNo/s200/But1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532777084224555074" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgheyFZUinxn6GXX3KA_AISERTWzoTDVqWcdvGGAxjuopeoeb7Ni4mA-s0yhzTn2lcAW4VY0AnvZrlagRlz8HWqrryXN6m3OItcUBCXCEdFsIpfSz0HEtV7JMGOC0gi39rUd1z2V-DyNf4/s1600/But2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgheyFZUinxn6GXX3KA_AISERTWzoTDVqWcdvGGAxjuopeoeb7Ni4mA-s0yhzTn2lcAW4VY0AnvZrlagRlz8HWqrryXN6m3OItcUBCXCEdFsIpfSz0HEtV7JMGOC0gi39rUd1z2V-DyNf4/s200/But2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532776724151066418" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACDnBitJ-gWtnmBBCeZhchFYNcTbvRjNmXzlogl1p6gEkdPDH3MFKzh0Gg8oPmqqRDfbhi09LBYfMzRpPGc7V-fARXz9laYyoRD9APcAR8gl5v_P4j_jqMMRLcYoG7wu-slGbfD4upSs/s1600/But8.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACDnBitJ-gWtnmBBCeZhchFYNcTbvRjNmXzlogl1p6gEkdPDH3MFKzh0Gg8oPmqqRDfbhi09LBYfMzRpPGc7V-fARXz9laYyoRD9APcAR8gl5v_P4j_jqMMRLcYoG7wu-slGbfD4upSs/s200/But8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532774170226341810" /></a><br />We always stop off at Buttenheim on the way back, it is written. Löwen Bräu is one of our all time favourite destinations. Visiting Hansi Modschiedler is a must.<br />We strutted in - in two pairs: Dr Stan and Hector then the turtles with short legs. The place was stowed, but we managed to get a table. Mein Host did the usual double take, after all he sees us once a year on average. OK, Dr Stan had been there the day before. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiha1hbSyBTouE23E0jukRYapnHCsmC3zOAK7hrXtyDeHsNhMkpwJPkKq0FKczDHceejYXlLoBugQ3cOz00wOKj6Dd_0ChAh2Mt5D5xxG-LBTClbQr2OpSDcO6hrpIBUIjXIoXHah35xYc/s1600/But3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiha1hbSyBTouE23E0jukRYapnHCsmC3zOAK7hrXtyDeHsNhMkpwJPkKq0FKczDHceejYXlLoBugQ3cOz00wOKj6Dd_0ChAh2Mt5D5xxG-LBTClbQr2OpSDcO6hrpIBUIjXIoXHah35xYc/s200/But3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532776375657071714" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibTaFq8RzDFW2Jw0E95P88_vgzsPS-75NAoMuT6hGfcTBYXpfmaulGXqm3uSzYzGACgg6bht3XhYtlh7KFuu1-72jbeZzr7UzW7QUe35is9c4jeQowwzj34TmCjklReSSSZTs4XB6h26Q/s1600/But4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibTaFq8RzDFW2Jw0E95P88_vgzsPS-75NAoMuT6hGfcTBYXpfmaulGXqm3uSzYzGACgg6bht3XhYtlh7KFuu1-72jbeZzr7UzW7QUe35is9c4jeQowwzj34TmCjklReSSSZTs4XB6h26Q/s200/But4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532775875922484866" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RsbV3OUZXHyZHbGlAcO5x35JEyMM3WCa_cg-QG7iktmxoE7Uhm8TKaOn1xE5fWfSVGmJRJIlrAIhNI5AMxTy3XQtK3xFtv_07d2SejrGk2r7JGRlIe_uO7BNfpSWkkGsDe3gBjJ00eY/s1600/But5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RsbV3OUZXHyZHbGlAcO5x35JEyMM3WCa_cg-QG7iktmxoE7Uhm8TKaOn1xE5fWfSVGmJRJIlrAIhNI5AMxTy3XQtK3xFtv_07d2SejrGk2r7JGRlIe_uO7BNfpSWkkGsDe3gBjJ00eY/s200/But5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532775357382950050" /></a><br /><br />Soon Howard emerged from the darkness having checked into his fourth hotel in four nights. (He really does need someone to plan his trips for him…). Food was the order of the moment. We ate heartily and drank a very dry Bier at prices one could not believe. €1.80 per half litre, still. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Weniger Ente</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_FLr1akYPAHJUdh_pwV5GNVX8DEkuiCpDqLYzlgflNNC_fqQ3v6yyH0ZAj4hN1F872iTyD0KZkktXta5214SGH9kQmOux3bVYEB1qpxXdth2auz6V2UcvwXtz7jWyIEH5CBfHM-1B2OA/s1600/But6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_FLr1akYPAHJUdh_pwV5GNVX8DEkuiCpDqLYzlgflNNC_fqQ3v6yyH0ZAj4hN1F872iTyD0KZkktXta5214SGH9kQmOux3bVYEB1qpxXdth2auz6V2UcvwXtz7jWyIEH5CBfHM-1B2OA/s200/But6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532774982042491202" /></a><br /><br />Howard had ordered the Fish. Howard had arrived last. We were counting down the minutes to catch the train and Howard’s meal had not arrived.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Half Man – Half Fish</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn42dzZiYDs8EL1acMayfgoo_f3oME8z6K3rEAP5rj1aJ9e6b4KRv__ExaDiVZ9cRhJrEJBV33p1bgSXqCzCM5b4bmSXeMTcj-lGWdDon2NJwm2uEYa2IfJGMaC00i1jbwemp4u2VxyZA/s1600/But7.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn42dzZiYDs8EL1acMayfgoo_f3oME8z6K3rEAP5rj1aJ9e6b4KRv__ExaDiVZ9cRhJrEJBV33p1bgSXqCzCM5b4bmSXeMTcj-lGWdDon2NJwm2uEYa2IfJGMaC00i1jbwemp4u2VxyZA/s200/But7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532774655169932354" /></a><br /><br />Last year Clive and Maggie missed the train. Not this year. A taxi to Schlenkerla was called for; even Dr Stan saw the sense in this. (Far too much compliance from the Doctor these days.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRWRZOVKGZCu3WzBAqJgUoZ7Pe7ETxSTenoS3qsMGLKtQhj1inVP4LbQZXIOO-_sys_aPeQXoSBIfbauxP8vtzlXZjoXN1yssr4TvNkV2xophWpYpHywIJURsLsF28brlyKiy0F7mX2bk/s1600/BamS1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRWRZOVKGZCu3WzBAqJgUoZ7Pe7ETxSTenoS3qsMGLKtQhj1inVP4LbQZXIOO-_sys_aPeQXoSBIfbauxP8vtzlXZjoXN1yssr4TvNkV2xophWpYpHywIJURsLsF28brlyKiy0F7mX2bk/s200/BamS1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532786826728659522" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU_swR0or9mn3OTGMkhWVuuk3VpFKkCrKK4lwOs72Y3Iw53gpXmcrjSamgZZbrMqjBljfjs4eo4CcWavK4EpEs6J0yS4aUQkUParvkvKVniavZq3VzUAoh_EpfjFeueqMgkKjmSDNNod0/s1600/BamS2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU_swR0or9mn3OTGMkhWVuuk3VpFKkCrKK4lwOs72Y3Iw53gpXmcrjSamgZZbrMqjBljfjs4eo4CcWavK4EpEs6J0yS4aUQkUParvkvKVniavZq3VzUAoh_EpfjFeueqMgkKjmSDNNod0/s200/BamS2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532786272168594242" /></a><br /><br />Meeting up with Steve and Juliet there was a spontaneous singing of ‘Happy Birthday’… or ‘Schöne Geburtstag’ to be more accurate.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22t9gll2gvpCJ6sr8O3kSOurNJ8HryLpAR60m0orJ0P_WqZ3Dvf9clgr2er4WVD6__psIuK0u4Yo-UnZuLXJcA0PT0HAu60T5GX3ZdQTKOHIJJ2a8wdkTNk1qlNnQWeETGFmisS3gC3Y/s1600/BamS3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22t9gll2gvpCJ6sr8O3kSOurNJ8HryLpAR60m0orJ0P_WqZ3Dvf9clgr2er4WVD6__psIuK0u4Yo-UnZuLXJcA0PT0HAu60T5GX3ZdQTKOHIJJ2a8wdkTNk1qlNnQWeETGFmisS3gC3Y/s200/BamS3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532785960470910402" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQfdIsWkOWBZUscFAVB4VtDv1dMkDBZ4sn953yhsrvh9A69wpb_xvkdq1duSYYHpzAA4ZKHbfPMSm55EOVQp-5Y6Y9hbQhhWzTOKpSyngg0qro1DDAH4oig0JJ9itqzxEWD2DA9N8MAA/s1600/BamS4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQfdIsWkOWBZUscFAVB4VtDv1dMkDBZ4sn953yhsrvh9A69wpb_xvkdq1duSYYHpzAA4ZKHbfPMSm55EOVQp-5Y6Y9hbQhhWzTOKpSyngg0qro1DDAH4oig0JJ9itqzxEWD2DA9N8MAA/s200/BamS4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532785767993660226" /></a><br /><br />Why do the staff at Schlenkerla keep asking us to leave when they close? Do they not realise that we would prefer to stay longer? Another early night.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Sunday – Back to München – to visit the <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Indian Mango</a>, and have Bier…</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-EKR5WXVs7Wc_5LTY41v5YjI2hrkD_ZzC1mTH-DVzr9pmY3l5wFlxoLuDLOD4Id5mELRlLB2wJEpLCuCLDJlas9PmmCEoMiyzBf-0vDSRoJb7KeLie-RMHMbXzAILZIach1vn4B8lniY/s1600/M2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-EKR5WXVs7Wc_5LTY41v5YjI2hrkD_ZzC1mTH-DVzr9pmY3l5wFlxoLuDLOD4Id5mELRlLB2wJEpLCuCLDJlas9PmmCEoMiyzBf-0vDSRoJb7KeLie-RMHMbXzAILZIach1vn4B8lniY/s200/M2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532788329775557970" /></a><br />A relatively early RE took us back to München in time for lunch at one of the best <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry Houses</a> ever encountered. We all went for Curry. (Except Dr Stan who was still resident in Bamberg.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqoFhR41Gbmv_28A64zl6YSOQhMfyCDtc1i1qDIMgpnvzTCjVmAQA6P_Z-USBge9lPtIf15vZTnvd0vOYHQNVxKiqHinY4CudALjzEXDensOc3eYZ14bU1eTjeEa_k7bgv8MXHK92AR14/s1600/M3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqoFhR41Gbmv_28A64zl6YSOQhMfyCDtc1i1qDIMgpnvzTCjVmAQA6P_Z-USBge9lPtIf15vZTnvd0vOYHQNVxKiqHinY4CudALjzEXDensOc3eYZ14bU1eTjeEa_k7bgv8MXHK92AR14/s200/M3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532788057173677186" /></a><br />What to do next? Howard disappeared. Steve and Juliet went away to be tourists. Hector, Lord Clive and Maggie went to the Augustiner Grossgastatte for first Oktoberfest Bier and then Edelstoff. Nothing surprising here then.<br />Howard reappeared; no he had not gone to Kloster Andechs but had been tempted. He went back to ‘Am Dom’ to ask if they had Spezial Hell. They didn’t. Why not? <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">easyJet, aye right</span><br /><br />Hector (and Marg’s) previous two flight back from München this year with easyJet were cancelled. Snow and a volcano, any excuse. The security queue at München Flughafen was ridiculous. Somehow Clive and Maggie managed to access via a different gate as their flight was earlier and a wee panic could have set in. The flight to Edinburgh was surprisingly on time, nay early. Clive and Maggie, comforted by a voucher for a few Euros had to sit and wait for three hours, nearly coming fowl of the airport curfew.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtRf8iKSTxvjdMJYAjEOn_ldq7oa6oKetn5PU8mRI_tvHNJAyjgbhR3irff8jtWok4MwMcqGP5B3nNgknU0ZPIuwLrAi23KkLnWcO1QikTTZB90_dSJmmXVT2ml1KKhsp6Rn1NgI9kJQ/s1600/M4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtRf8iKSTxvjdMJYAjEOn_ldq7oa6oKetn5PU8mRI_tvHNJAyjgbhR3irff8jtWok4MwMcqGP5B3nNgknU0ZPIuwLrAi23KkLnWcO1QikTTZB90_dSJmmXVT2ml1KKhsp6Rn1NgI9kJQ/s200/M4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532787575808204658" /></a>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-65743705164353533842010-10-14T16:42:00.031+01:002010-10-27T12:12:04.754+01:00York - The Chickens are Restless<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OPypflMbbkR2UJ9pAndqxjglssOe59JCM_v2bkbYS-ow85VolFu5YtwNMPMfJJJczri06Y22w3Q3CYPwUzTmzKzBhNcCtVcwzNpo3W7LmY2OR5FCeoFjehXoLgTJWFAXEhybCzaR4W4/s1600/York1a.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OPypflMbbkR2UJ9pAndqxjglssOe59JCM_v2bkbYS-ow85VolFu5YtwNMPMfJJJczri06Y22w3Q3CYPwUzTmzKzBhNcCtVcwzNpo3W7LmY2OR5FCeoFjehXoLgTJWFAXEhybCzaR4W4/s200/York1a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532394632614182226" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">We are in the Zone</span><br /><br /><br />The start of the October break saw Hector and Marg driving down to York for the biennial trip with Graeme and Marion. Yorkshire is Hector’s favourite county for Bier in England. Bradford would feature eventually for a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a>. <br />It became apparent very early in the trip that this would be about visiting pubs rather than finding the best Bier. The pubs were generally good, the Bier decidedly average.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDn45M7NQnu8Hwcm1jRmUQ14UzWF3J4PG_eZQ__BbD55ghWQgwczgvny3hU0JYW8bNGLm-QwWRcHWURl-kSYW2X2sZ7dzUHujDZ4AuWT3eirjaphic7Ol3zuPq8VqeuMGCXI-GTU9Akw/s1600/York1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtDn45M7NQnu8Hwcm1jRmUQ14UzWF3J4PG_eZQ__BbD55ghWQgwczgvny3hU0JYW8bNGLm-QwWRcHWURl-kSYW2X2sZ7dzUHujDZ4AuWT3eirjaphic7Ol3zuPq8VqeuMGCXI-GTU9Akw/s200/York1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532393979336793122" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGqWcpVS5Y_-5CDRgXPZVT-5MZj1KlZi0bLdLPclz0vgtABw2bBagFBYZr1Asck6oxh-0_ZLQxY0f5RRVnSZD2EfMq-L-VsM7B1Zj4vBLo4o4bXjnOzlZXDcoiG5KSt7qGq6_E2o7bPM0/s1600/York2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGqWcpVS5Y_-5CDRgXPZVT-5MZj1KlZi0bLdLPclz0vgtABw2bBagFBYZr1Asck6oxh-0_ZLQxY0f5RRVnSZD2EfMq-L-VsM7B1Zj4vBLo4o4bXjnOzlZXDcoiG5KSt7qGq6_E2o7bPM0/s200/York2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532395127884140514" /></a></a>On the Friday night we ate at the Coach House Inn where were staying (two ales) then decanted next door to the Minster Inn (a range) where a stout was the order of the day.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Saturday afternoon was the highlight of the trip</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjN8ahcyCukNpkDff1ofR-gEEaKnGHIeS6ODomWFoaTg4ZSg9wSkYHjHu7h3omRIBKXClIpMapd1klkLfU7GWs-E58kOwuM1GKYcSPYaxbTWGd3TPbLfBa9nDV7eKOAkO1asuI_iylQI/s1600/York3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjN8ahcyCukNpkDff1ofR-gEEaKnGHIeS6ODomWFoaTg4ZSg9wSkYHjHu7h3omRIBKXClIpMapd1klkLfU7GWs-E58kOwuM1GKYcSPYaxbTWGd3TPbLfBa9nDV7eKOAkO1asuI_iylQI/s200/York3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532396753096104354" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie3FFeZLTtlAvVhpdJhGdAlXjws6nRbGCPsYkpepmiJ9P9h3iWPPTRUz09D0u8Zlanrotrpywkq2NLMIV5km36h-LUfCS5Wscnzrs-cLqydYwV7qKe9TGQ89-RFDOMeb2q4qyoOU15Afw/s1600/York4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie3FFeZLTtlAvVhpdJhGdAlXjws6nRbGCPsYkpepmiJ9P9h3iWPPTRUz09D0u8Zlanrotrpywkq2NLMIV5km36h-LUfCS5Wscnzrs-cLqydYwV7qKe9TGQ89-RFDOMeb2q4qyoOU15Afw/s200/York4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532396263513085554" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />On the Saturday, a visit to the York Brewery was interesting from the perspective that Graeme was sure that we should never have been served given that we were not on the tour. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIHv0dCLLrTOJipYH-OHR8YDPs1cpKTcYjnRohc00NGByQGpEAMgujwR9mrgztF4wRd4qEWCO2GH8iYmjU2Yi2iuKUC62-lCfp0kNDdYEwxFzAdj-NjdZ62nmyOcle40632xnii0mCC70/s1600/YorkEAJ.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIHv0dCLLrTOJipYH-OHR8YDPs1cpKTcYjnRohc00NGByQGpEAMgujwR9mrgztF4wRd4qEWCO2GH8iYmjU2Yi2iuKUC62-lCfp0kNDdYEwxFzAdj-NjdZ62nmyOcle40632xnii0mCC70/s200/YorkEAJ.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532395789115873378" /></a>Ed Alleyne-Johnson was heard and then seen busking on the streets of York. His sonic virtuoso violin playing drew Marg and I close before I realised who was playing. A CD was bought from the man himself.<br />Saturday night was <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute </a>night. Sadly this meant Hector was full and could not physically get much more Bier in. The Yorkshire Terrier did not have the Bier after which it was named available. Hector ended up drinking a Yorkshire Bier at 3.6%. We stayed until our welcome had expired.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPlCt5sIiDCZaVnU-NxF6avk2ZNXL65SZvoC85OpbJQmFv5jZcQxuSUzLsTdnDkb8cyera-_t6087omoZilW61dwTnNVAqv0jpCbzvFMnQQxd35jggoKJqOHJwcgHLkh4x5qZjb1Pp63g/s1600/York5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPlCt5sIiDCZaVnU-NxF6avk2ZNXL65SZvoC85OpbJQmFv5jZcQxuSUzLsTdnDkb8cyera-_t6087omoZilW61dwTnNVAqv0jpCbzvFMnQQxd35jggoKJqOHJwcgHLkh4x5qZjb1Pp63g/s200/York5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532397203279060386" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyDT2yaRjfjHFkrOFQ88kfQZczdmalgKM5hAo-UwfxvsOGXYm0pxlq_bULw-2-dGPJaCuN54LmehiMpf8vRM9_eWLwillWEljCnJMEEkUmHMNGCGa2cn60QghKziywTBSImx0yYbKlzGI/s1600/York7.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyDT2yaRjfjHFkrOFQ88kfQZczdmalgKM5hAo-UwfxvsOGXYm0pxlq_bULw-2-dGPJaCuN54LmehiMpf8vRM9_eWLwillWEljCnJMEEkUmHMNGCGa2cn60QghKziywTBSImx0yYbKlzGI/s200/York7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532398343041941474" /></a><br />There was a Bier or two on Sunday afternoon once Graeme and I shook off the ladies and let them ‘shop’. The Three Nuns provided Bier and lunch.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptGoSEYvgRzIPa7hh33FpSIEfNKA8tqg9_Le-rJ2NEnANlVeIVJMq3h9w63qcbKEdy67RamhYhFt-arm90vDfVq4z05a22F83W6LCnqXc-P_oafs0bVnZlLPrG7QoETw1wx7r9mwml4Q/s1600/YorkTTN.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptGoSEYvgRzIPa7hh33FpSIEfNKA8tqg9_Le-rJ2NEnANlVeIVJMq3h9w63qcbKEdy67RamhYhFt-arm90vDfVq4z05a22F83W6LCnqXc-P_oafs0bVnZlLPrG7QoETw1wx7r9mwml4Q/s200/YorkTTN.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532404625439063970" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHS-ZedjbRVxfTdXd60gKSsfUzTLysExS4H_LJmcrCE0w2SCQbbQkX5v23GI8Cfj17UhsuX9PpAAfqc3fXKT6fuUoSSfx8tVcybgOhzbIGy6Abxeq_SOeYETOjQoBlGlUNXI01P5a_Gso/s1600/York8.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHS-ZedjbRVxfTdXd60gKSsfUzTLysExS4H_LJmcrCE0w2SCQbbQkX5v23GI8Cfj17UhsuX9PpAAfqc3fXKT6fuUoSSfx8tVcybgOhzbIGy6Abxeq_SOeYETOjQoBlGlUNXI01P5a_Gso/s200/York8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532399264702327218" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQyznhWjfgq0-yf0tyy6qR-bZ__ZvsPQkqxkrcz5KnnVknTCDu8Fjt2md2wkXJydBvRr6Nbehu0H_k30qZ32Oi2KRuzejPNs_0JjVbb5eyQf6OlSgqpyYXhpwUcxQTqoNHuFedOH8mC00/s1600/York8a.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQyznhWjfgq0-yf0tyy6qR-bZ__ZvsPQkqxkrcz5KnnVknTCDu8Fjt2md2wkXJydBvRr6Nbehu0H_k30qZ32Oi2KRuzejPNs_0JjVbb5eyQf6OlSgqpyYXhpwUcxQTqoNHuFedOH8mC00/s200/York8a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532399674308534770" /></a>Sunday evening began with Marion having the Yorkshire Pudding from hell at The Hole in the Wall. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-yjgjQQLjiIbJowv7PzpBy_O0rV4UUK59j9iK5ao2varDjlHrZVxaIF3Xs7Eo9zGtLZq1Ab4wluGRi9KzhWJB7uO7LMZHrwRuFQW7wIb4gL5wS8sDuRwAibp1kWri57BaUvvYXegm6Y/s1600/York9.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-yjgjQQLjiIbJowv7PzpBy_O0rV4UUK59j9iK5ao2varDjlHrZVxaIF3Xs7Eo9zGtLZq1Ab4wluGRi9KzhWJB7uO7LMZHrwRuFQW7wIb4gL5wS8sDuRwAibp1kWri57BaUvvYXegm6Y/s200/York9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532400118807045730" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMF0dl3c6W3eczoFleOVduGhSCvm5kmqMYOUZtMVTqxdYQrniYvETyhi7FZ2OqEVSScjlzmEucoO24j3TtTd7pfWMIMhDM6MGh50cdd6awzjTRUPAziChk_oNPJEB30jLlCFoKL0ATNMI/s1600/York10.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMF0dl3c6W3eczoFleOVduGhSCvm5kmqMYOUZtMVTqxdYQrniYvETyhi7FZ2OqEVSScjlzmEucoO24j3TtTd7pfWMIMhDM6MGh50cdd6awzjTRUPAziChk_oNPJEB30jLlCFoKL0ATNMI/s200/York10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532400813776461186" /></a><br />The Three Legged Mare had Phoenix Double Gold which was at least getting close to a Hector preferred Bier. The saga of one Richard Turpin, Highwayman and general cad, was on display around the pub. The title of the pub refers to the device from which such undesirables were hung.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1S88SLQWy3mp1ShH9dR99OyuQ6WFfVIhQn66l0M-t2pSGsSl1WyDSKZrAWLMcGCJq0SGVXwipumtWkyBD82KnuFyiiBrxoUrOUAc1sBuP-jJRsc3APzAlrPRemR_EfKEHOlpwLSkqUM/s1600/York6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1S88SLQWy3mp1ShH9dR99OyuQ6WFfVIhQn66l0M-t2pSGsSl1WyDSKZrAWLMcGCJq0SGVXwipumtWkyBD82KnuFyiiBrxoUrOUAc1sBuP-jJRsc3APzAlrPRemR_EfKEHOlpwLSkqUM/s200/York6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532397718011763666" /></a>We moved on to Pivni where a large range of European and UK Biers are usually available. They were not, so we left, immediately. It was The Last Drop Inn where we stayed despite a DJ playing reggae. Who on Earth likes reggae?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTuRHD6CS2TWOvW_VVhzKeEdtRIYRspjWtLYuoi4CgRk8RK_dEfmmeHzShs-j7Mi1OhKEM6wwOu9pAFsKfVgDFKEOT1lNvOqvHsd1XKDPZIY8eMC24K9hhwDVzO4PqtErFDbrE8BNlUoc/s1600/York11.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTuRHD6CS2TWOvW_VVhzKeEdtRIYRspjWtLYuoi4CgRk8RK_dEfmmeHzShs-j7Mi1OhKEM6wwOu9pAFsKfVgDFKEOT1lNvOqvHsd1XKDPZIY8eMC24K9hhwDVzO4PqtErFDbrE8BNlUoc/s200/York11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532401244346256578" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX23JTSCaLveExvwaNOkJkfUltYiZW8CI1XlyU1BlwUZ6_faic38Xq0UUDDn7oopltWEBoleo5NlIuWXsxP0gfkER3rVLbx61wAjSBczw3jZOAfwOksdLyGOv1IXfLrE_KZdwxQWeYgbs/s1600/York12.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX23JTSCaLveExvwaNOkJkfUltYiZW8CI1XlyU1BlwUZ6_faic38Xq0UUDDn7oopltWEBoleo5NlIuWXsxP0gfkER3rVLbx61wAjSBczw3jZOAfwOksdLyGOv1IXfLrE_KZdwxQWeYgbs/s200/York12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532401648225402466" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6pv1WPQRfIx6B1pPdfYBI_2yvNf5Ed3A_Z9rXdDjNPmu9UXp7kzeRREvGASOR1fEuvXd066q8LluNOIR9KFsq8QL0EnAUdOZkGtzIHjG1iOHLpxUxznoWEuqVG2W_RadTvk8G0s_EB8k/s1600/York13.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6pv1WPQRfIx6B1pPdfYBI_2yvNf5Ed3A_Z9rXdDjNPmu9UXp7kzeRREvGASOR1fEuvXd066q8LluNOIR9KFsq8QL0EnAUdOZkGtzIHjG1iOHLpxUxznoWEuqVG2W_RadTvk8G0s_EB8k/s200/York13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532403020956980770" /></a><br /><br />Monday morning was spent at the nearby Air Museum at Elvington. An impressive array of ‘planes through the ages were on display permitting Hector his first sight of a Mosquito in the flesh. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYeiMrJxoowXj7kX_ynlWH5R4-kDpra5HGdzH7DXLX4hPLri2EpVvoK6z7-gykCp7cEwCaVh11ZZh79Fw7r1CR_A_xnfbldlaAAcs2g9dRn5nTSsW12Ejd6Amuk-Epp1o7_XNb_3CQdo4/s1600/YorkMos.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYeiMrJxoowXj7kX_ynlWH5R4-kDpra5HGdzH7DXLX4hPLri2EpVvoK6z7-gykCp7cEwCaVh11ZZh79Fw7r1CR_A_xnfbldlaAAcs2g9dRn5nTSsW12Ejd6Amuk-Epp1o7_XNb_3CQdo4/s200/YorkMos.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532403585324774338" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2fZILvFDV9_JUEUfRdoKv4PNgheJ_lpnQ4XID17hR_HDOQOO924ySB_VApsViHX6mhTs8lLedLmJgDhQf2wJI2ADu45y0yxTI4lrBJbziUAhgfr9YXZ0AwOUPfvheNg63dMDjQH6d9h4/s1600/YorkUpkeep.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2fZILvFDV9_JUEUfRdoKv4PNgheJ_lpnQ4XID17hR_HDOQOO924ySB_VApsViHX6mhTs8lLedLmJgDhQf2wJI2ADu45y0yxTI4lrBJbziUAhgfr9YXZ0AwOUPfvheNg63dMDjQH6d9h4/s200/YorkUpkeep.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532404146528067170" /></a><br />There was an indoor display featuring famous designers from yesteryear. Barnes Wallis was commemorated with one of his bouncing bombs – Upkeep – suspended from the ceiling. We walked the walls of York with Colin and Mags, a coincidence that they were here too, and then went on to meet Mr Holden for the ritual that is Bradford. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpb0lFuG4cXul8a3C9KO5aOPFrgEKdzuEHIbarwdmfn5AumbvhIr4sEHSdL9hVmZELVesm3qaVQZ0n-k4sbNoLpyzQ9et-Wrfit-BYkYeKF5RU_nM1Jahh7UTIrnk8I_vZNF9ZajeYECo/s1600/Brig1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpb0lFuG4cXul8a3C9KO5aOPFrgEKdzuEHIbarwdmfn5AumbvhIr4sEHSdL9hVmZELVesm3qaVQZ0n-k4sbNoLpyzQ9et-Wrfit-BYkYeKF5RU_nM1Jahh7UTIrnk8I_vZNF9ZajeYECo/s200/Brig1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532405007929077874" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTE8CqChIYsSOPNU_JSbxIZmxeG9e0_2WMiL4Vxnp76f0PKNeI46WkXKaKa2o7yw2f4HXdIg06sIS348tTd8HURWVsQDYyjaEhifSaeW-IgQdUARie3agbzB3aSKmnAU_jpe_JXgAP-Dw/s1600/Brig1a.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTE8CqChIYsSOPNU_JSbxIZmxeG9e0_2WMiL4Vxnp76f0PKNeI46WkXKaKa2o7yw2f4HXdIg06sIS348tTd8HURWVsQDYyjaEhifSaeW-IgQdUARie3agbzB3aSKmnAU_jpe_JXgAP-Dw/s200/Brig1a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532405578486099842" /></a><br />The <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry</a> was followed by a drive to Brighouse: ‘pubs which had to be seen’. The Prince of Wales (fine exterior) and the Richard Oastler (a most impressive interior) were Mr Holden’s choice.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7VJc-gD9IFAyAggW0_c675EkLQ4HwVlnx0Oa9DGHeKsdnXXeJUqBs3OMrn0JCIPX0IFozLCH04rVc5-KnSr8Vxj6ckxsrOHCHkw2gfKSW6DiuNllVC9h1hArXjpBRWKvS5CTwh18PT4/s1600/Brig2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7VJc-gD9IFAyAggW0_c675EkLQ4HwVlnx0Oa9DGHeKsdnXXeJUqBs3OMrn0JCIPX0IFozLCH04rVc5-KnSr8Vxj6ckxsrOHCHkw2gfKSW6DiuNllVC9h1hArXjpBRWKvS5CTwh18PT4/s200/Brig2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532406022985177666" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Ti98Q99x24Oi4xTGtAuiFTw0IRDhtFarETBcVPJean7-Z3TTQeXclrmEzFZckgefV3xs-1ht7hUnNoD3cg0HHx4awW6I5_VgIS5O_3D7NuDlT2juqzL1Kgh7SakKR8x7S5dJI0ABUGA/s1600/Brig3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Ti98Q99x24Oi4xTGtAuiFTw0IRDhtFarETBcVPJean7-Z3TTQeXclrmEzFZckgefV3xs-1ht7hUnNoD3cg0HHx4awW6I5_VgIS5O_3D7NuDlT2juqzL1Kgh7SakKR8x7S5dJI0ABUGA/s200/Brig3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532406371861082482" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">This was halfway to Huddersfield..what was going on? </span>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-30322004660832913602010-10-01T23:56:00.008+01:002010-10-13T14:13:16.790+01:00The end of History...<span style="font-weight:bold;">…or why The Bon Accord remains the best pub in Glasgow.</span><br /><br />The non Curry at <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Café Salma</a> was nearing completion when the texts started flying in to Hector’s phone: ‘Kipling is on at The Society Rooms’.<br />This was Friday night, Hector’s first Friday night out in Glasgow for a month. This weekend it had to be Bon Accord on the Friday and Allison Arms on the Saturday (after an anticipated spectacular <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry at Yadgar</a>), it is written.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Hector Naypals</span><br /><br />And it came to pass that Hector went to the Bon Accord knowing that the rest of ‘The Cleek’ (sic) would be elsewhere, but in the knowledge that there would always be a victim to endure my company. Gordon won the watch, no not that Gordon!<br />‘I refuse to go to that other place on a Friday night’ I told everyone who asked where the others were, many did ask. I received a text from Paul, the owner, asking the same question even though unknown to me was sitting two metres behind me. The reply was the same.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Bring on the Squirrel</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu4vLHZSdfAvPWHt5YXgrsXPXvVwUQTwDftjuX965E66O8xxmTvfpoJbxjkz25RKXI-6194hzHYKxaEjLLeoD-U-v_XantYohQZPU3g4fnKqaf23Vsg3iGwIvuutEA3NXKL4nzAJ1tAsk/s1600/SQ1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu4vLHZSdfAvPWHt5YXgrsXPXvVwUQTwDftjuX965E66O8xxmTvfpoJbxjkz25RKXI-6194hzHYKxaEjLLeoD-U-v_XantYohQZPU3g4fnKqaf23Vsg3iGwIvuutEA3NXKL4nzAJ1tAsk/s200/SQ1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524595418064702930" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDnbyWVF9uu45Bz26j9WIM0D02QdMNhPaDgaYRaFBdtW8x9c-z7F557unxz9oEsya3C2YBdaQqlB0IyjLmMWIbe9pA2dcwwdMI3eUrPTRxvlbvVrapwDQCeZpnWYzLGvfXKRFoLPReM1E/s1600/SQ2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDnbyWVF9uu45Bz26j9WIM0D02QdMNhPaDgaYRaFBdtW8x9c-z7F557unxz9oEsya3C2YBdaQqlB0IyjLmMWIbe9pA2dcwwdMI3eUrPTRxvlbvVrapwDQCeZpnWYzLGvfXKRFoLPReM1E/s200/SQ2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524599267784597090" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hector had dismissed the Blackboard as being not too sensational and was on his second bottle of Augustiner Oktoberfestbier when Paul appeared brandishing a squirrel and asked a staff member for some glasses. Ah, the famous Brewdog "The end of History", the strongest Bier on the planet, a mere 55%. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Only 12 bottles in existence</span><br /><br />Paul poured some measures; the first one was handed to Hector. This was gratefully received: ‘Pour moi?’ The aroma was that of a spirit, of course. The taste was Bier. How did they manage this? Dr Stan and Mr Boyd were happy to have left the other place and were also in situ. They too were beneficiaries of this amazing gesture of generosity. The estimated price per shot being bandied about ranged from £20 to £50.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Oh how sophisticated we are</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPDSnUS7Q6exjrb4rpS9OUXgBtU2GrU5zgGKqsfTv25aYmMA4FoT3ovwcbgzXY1jzuqDsauEmh-HKnG7aWjqvk4DQ2NndI1FwUOsiYBH3bLs-AtlbAMVhvhpYMRnKjUjUjhEgX1VjJNk/s1600/SQ3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPDSnUS7Q6exjrb4rpS9OUXgBtU2GrU5zgGKqsfTv25aYmMA4FoT3ovwcbgzXY1jzuqDsauEmh-HKnG7aWjqvk4DQ2NndI1FwUOsiYBH3bLs-AtlbAMVhvhpYMRnKjUjUjhEgX1VjJNk/s200/SQ3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524594502754930674" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaqjbvDa9dtIVdOt2AmKnV1jEzDmahZ6Wxtvuk9SBP3Rub6kreU25Gj8fLQmjtHakQG8h-htl0r1qLd6EGDztBV6a9UcdZnkq6SSu_66tE3UBjhBZHP8Y-G6P6Gqrt3Va0c6tsOdtTshg/s1600/SQ4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaqjbvDa9dtIVdOt2AmKnV1jEzDmahZ6Wxtvuk9SBP3Rub6kreU25Gj8fLQmjtHakQG8h-htl0r1qLd6EGDztBV6a9UcdZnkq6SSu_66tE3UBjhBZHP8Y-G6P6Gqrt3Va0c6tsOdtTshg/s200/SQ4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524594152057474498" /></a><br /><br />One did not sip the brew but sooked a drop to the tongue and then swallowed the smallest of molecules. Well that was the story until Howard and Tracey arrived. Tracey too was fortunate to be considered welcome enough to share the moment and received the last glass. Howard posed for the photo then swallied the lot.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdwvrNHxhIz-paxWCvFwR3Kt7NMb9pboaiWQ9UsLA9Ca0MJ8qmqQkn44B2SpZCLT6PZFx6GL3AQKA04eCNaZu90qxCNmHeK_vjnBx3yU16mHRyDFhcSYg58H3pQ11oWg_EW3E3nOuI7w/s1600/SQ5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdwvrNHxhIz-paxWCvFwR3Kt7NMb9pboaiWQ9UsLA9Ca0MJ8qmqQkn44B2SpZCLT6PZFx6GL3AQKA04eCNaZu90qxCNmHeK_vjnBx3yU16mHRyDFhcSYg58H3pQ11oWg_EW3E3nOuI7w/s200/SQ5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524593507741494306" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaFXFBfWiIXYk03pSFiaFbToaJ5KSiYfvbQBvR37keSD_sPpc-V1aI-dzUbkWxHtMZzJSoeKikat0CRvHHGVldjIZEuDJ75WqkuR4FTY83DYuvxneMVMhCbaYOe0T_alLrPCk6PJNeGXE/s1600/SQ6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaFXFBfWiIXYk03pSFiaFbToaJ5KSiYfvbQBvR37keSD_sPpc-V1aI-dzUbkWxHtMZzJSoeKikat0CRvHHGVldjIZEuDJ75WqkuR4FTY83DYuvxneMVMhCbaYOe0T_alLrPCk6PJNeGXE/s200/SQ6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524593060309126386" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hector texted everyone then emailed everyone. Now that you have read this, you know too.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNMI9TIenaMm9yJMNdkY0_us_OBA_a2PB-djAAO4maLN8AfXXnnClqGbzwruk3KrbM8XpPhyOkHZfCQLWgxzwrhLtc_HkcjQd9GyYM6HbBeVKw0i9yvP4J-UZSW-i48mkShN9AUWWYS14/s1600/K9.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNMI9TIenaMm9yJMNdkY0_us_OBA_a2PB-djAAO4maLN8AfXXnnClqGbzwruk3KrbM8XpPhyOkHZfCQLWgxzwrhLtc_HkcjQd9GyYM6HbBeVKw0i9yvP4J-UZSW-i48mkShN9AUWWYS14/s200/K9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522729328077278082" /></a>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-4523433385898636912010-09-27T23:47:00.034+01:002010-10-13T14:18:23.372+01:00The Bad Boys Club convenes in Karlsruhe, and Birmingam<strong>Hector and Steve were not wearing a Thai</strong><br /><br />Steve and Hector found themselves in the Stuttgart Hauptbahnhof for lunch. A crowd of Deutsche-Thugs were escorted past us by the Chaps in Green, the latter were well armed. The <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a> is related elsewhere. Karlsruhe boasts at least six Brauhaus so this was the objective for the day. Tram 3 became our weapon of assault for the afternoon. <br /><br /><strong>The first stop was Wolf! </strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqNGREDdLHDKOeaz-DIEuC4294Ql6MWiVaFCnsC03i9ySapeDdBx4Oca8BxOfXIYF7pxWURkSFgLli6N_7IpeU4o-6OixcgmHz3Ki_pK_rV9ijHTkd-dux1BY4O6JvqtoCPcApa1iMLZY/s1600/K1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqNGREDdLHDKOeaz-DIEuC4294Ql6MWiVaFCnsC03i9ySapeDdBx4Oca8BxOfXIYF7pxWURkSFgLli6N_7IpeU4o-6OixcgmHz3Ki_pK_rV9ijHTkd-dux1BY4O6JvqtoCPcApa1iMLZY/s200/K1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522731570896471426" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRyNlke-daIuuQHj61Z_8mlyZrvX23UhIAvbst47_sITALFXTj7C3aCCtCs5SipRV1_QNfFMiTOD_eKYOJSLj_MmGrQdQJzsmaLjA8bjkZLVCb_sNFbXWITFoHYf1Gv2eYu-xEa9Jgk5c/s1600/K2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRyNlke-daIuuQHj61Z_8mlyZrvX23UhIAvbst47_sITALFXTj7C3aCCtCs5SipRV1_QNfFMiTOD_eKYOJSLj_MmGrQdQJzsmaLjA8bjkZLVCb_sNFbXWITFoHYf1Gv2eYu-xEa9Jgk5c/s200/K2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522731395049484274" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzxYbgLhB_P3e-38KXb8GSa1KiEvDB217b3OaxXwGUeofkTY5hwJgegTEGO3DhDMGDztUrOf6976JluZSDe6Gn4vj1UIa1vI8_bZSwo-VAFXodyvXgSjE2YIevrZSTukEg3HfjKKf1Yl8/s1600/K3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzxYbgLhB_P3e-38KXb8GSa1KiEvDB217b3OaxXwGUeofkTY5hwJgegTEGO3DhDMGDztUrOf6976JluZSDe6Gn4vj1UIa1vI8_bZSwo-VAFXodyvXgSjE2YIevrZSTukEg3HfjKKf1Yl8/s200/K3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522731224686722226" /></a><br /><br />This is Brauerei Max Wolf (Marienstarsse 38, 76137) where the Export Helles was ordered by the six of us. It went down surprisingly easily given that by day three some of us were likely to flag a bit. Yes we know Jonathan started even before the other Wolf the previous weekend. The venue was very pleasant, food was available of course. We are still waiting for our order of Olives with Garlic.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinqEmwgNPBMSfg8tNDyW7X0H8QZ_dO6YSsox4wGAQIi3y8uWJQx05XQiqVajLr-lB2NLzfkddTxhy3W1DVBjsR949NnIuMWxcTRJ5-cyEmNw-FIHNLVZ9OvkKI35fHz3_PgJB1W2EGwbs/s1600/K4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinqEmwgNPBMSfg8tNDyW7X0H8QZ_dO6YSsox4wGAQIi3y8uWJQx05XQiqVajLr-lB2NLzfkddTxhy3W1DVBjsR949NnIuMWxcTRJ5-cyEmNw-FIHNLVZ9OvkKI35fHz3_PgJB1W2EGwbs/s200/K4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522731046452918482" /></a>Not much further out near Mendelssohnplatz lies Vogelbrau ( Kapellenstr 50, 76131). This was when Google Maps decided to tell Hector that he was proceeding in an orderly manner in one direction when in fact he was leading the party in the opposite. People are too used to Hector knowing where he is going: this was a first for all of us. <br /><br /><strong>“Killed by soup!”</strong><br /><br />The microbrewery was to warm inside and so we assembled out back. The Bier, their Festbier was nothing to write home about. The Pumpkin soup was something else. Never in the field of soup consumption has so much soup been served to so few.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwnsv0aruWPxVmMVDUOv97bT2aH1fdZ7SDH0h9YzBS6Ve4CQSjHDA2ZZIsHh5nUN1kY8bipq8dwe3y_BWxz1-RrjrLXZlrPXWimmH0KS1CfGWfjozSyhNXFZmC4L7JykhR8WA2jLfM4B0/s1600/K5.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwnsv0aruWPxVmMVDUOv97bT2aH1fdZ7SDH0h9YzBS6Ve4CQSjHDA2ZZIsHh5nUN1kY8bipq8dwe3y_BWxz1-RrjrLXZlrPXWimmH0KS1CfGWfjozSyhNXFZmC4L7JykhR8WA2jLfM4B0/s200/K5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522730885465948706" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrD7JjBSZTAeo8t-30TVNvByHICvHsNFeTQePSeQhHqJDm-JFHVAcPe14JflsE1dCmTSMP9a1ORHHnUR0PVjygbUecHEbkf9ThptLaW191HCTDA_HyrHmWzxlvFbmzHqzoIUjOwu9l1v8/s1600/K6.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrD7JjBSZTAeo8t-30TVNvByHICvHsNFeTQePSeQhHqJDm-JFHVAcPe14JflsE1dCmTSMP9a1ORHHnUR0PVjygbUecHEbkf9ThptLaW191HCTDA_HyrHmWzxlvFbmzHqzoIUjOwu9l1v8/s200/K6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522730613640446962" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSVWS962jvV5JrDFVaLqydcFy3-H5ifCLOzn9RhnOXMK1HoBM5v9KSw6pBZtl31_0SGPGo-MNuIlEW7GKkXirlCiLzmDOW6NZdJcXv0IZ_ednrBISjef7vxWkJWIHz1KKb_vKnJcad2o/s1600/K7.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSVWS962jvV5JrDFVaLqydcFy3-H5ifCLOzn9RhnOXMK1HoBM5v9KSw6pBZtl31_0SGPGo-MNuIlEW7GKkXirlCiLzmDOW6NZdJcXv0IZ_ednrBISjef7vxWkJWIHz1KKb_vKnJcad2o/s200/K7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522730410561018706" /></a><br /><br /><br />Tram 3 took us to our next stop, the Badisch Brauhaus (Stephanienstrasse 38, 76133). <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC43vRu58WhxqNvDUu50mWmCm4hw8tqVmIIORApaFCeI8awvsma9jMgbXq9EJJK0BqIXlxPG8vkgek4MA_OMe5oLX7YEDawO8kttWDXzg-BtSHvV9DCGNjBtCSZGE1cEClnGstnD13P_M/s1600/K8a.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC43vRu58WhxqNvDUu50mWmCm4hw8tqVmIIORApaFCeI8awvsma9jMgbXq9EJJK0BqIXlxPG8vkgek4MA_OMe5oLX7YEDawO8kttWDXzg-BtSHvV9DCGNjBtCSZGE1cEClnGstnD13P_M/s200/K8a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522730205171913890" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghFLn57Zuc6ECYgQIgG3IH0R0rsaUP4V1LWDBI-niysvnsZ4Qsobt5gpD2O8P3_VmzddUidSwq0LZTTlEdo5m275RJr5K0zH71L_3_PDRDvQTEbLCTTlLIVLqc3GI3OtQ6b01msBdBMoM/s1600/K8b.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghFLn57Zuc6ECYgQIgG3IH0R0rsaUP4V1LWDBI-niysvnsZ4Qsobt5gpD2O8P3_VmzddUidSwq0LZTTlEdo5m275RJr5K0zH71L_3_PDRDvQTEbLCTTlLIVLqc3GI3OtQ6b01msBdBMoM/s200/K8b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522730018253037490" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFvl0ymbxeCbDifk-nbl_MvgRLkA9fYxkX8nnhyLLKplWEzHreJ8NOfVFdiMMSo4uD2YJjkTDQbCZywcaw7XL0fW6N9Y70w9xwA_KxA_PzCxHIcMuk3Gl8T74pc1HEWXLrHhJrzufVnRI/s1600/K8c.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFvl0ymbxeCbDifk-nbl_MvgRLkA9fYxkX8nnhyLLKplWEzHreJ8NOfVFdiMMSo4uD2YJjkTDQbCZywcaw7XL0fW6N9Y70w9xwA_KxA_PzCxHIcMuk3Gl8T74pc1HEWXLrHhJrzufVnRI/s200/K8c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522729828931410114" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxIip3zxWN6lflhp3cxLzGwergG5OAj29eXLsviDOQPZsaHOhiz3kyU14nn82EmnwIzLrdd2N8sGKtOCLH2owaiMMwz9LVfa9m8BYZP8EYLD2xWw65ozKMezqQ3kCYPU3Y4aZitVZnY0/s1600/K8.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxIip3zxWN6lflhp3cxLzGwergG5OAj29eXLsviDOQPZsaHOhiz3kyU14nn82EmnwIzLrdd2N8sGKtOCLH2owaiMMwz9LVfa9m8BYZP8EYLD2xWw65ozKMezqQ3kCYPU3Y4aZitVZnY0/s200/K8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522729651992523074" /></a><br /><br />This was a superb building, reminiscent on the outside to the Halve Maan in Brugge. Famous for its slide, Howard and Tracey did oblige us by disappearing into the void, an empty void. Once again the microbrewery Bier tasted somewhat homemade with yeast too evident.<br /><br /><strong>Four breweries in one day</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJFLZjmHtYdah7MAoUguR3dQzsy9PbjVwF29OJ9K0ySI0Vu7O927T-QmkS-v0bkfgHn6NE7qr88mVrGFXpXLUctrM_D7WbgZ2VBSqa1SVDxJsrUpKjwz2YJGDi0QZ4YsNsUgMTWSqoF8/s1600/K10.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJFLZjmHtYdah7MAoUguR3dQzsy9PbjVwF29OJ9K0ySI0Vu7O927T-QmkS-v0bkfgHn6NE7qr88mVrGFXpXLUctrM_D7WbgZ2VBSqa1SVDxJsrUpKjwz2YJGDi0QZ4YsNsUgMTWSqoF8/s200/K10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522729014403063554" /></a> There was a suggestion that we return to Wolf as this was the best Bier today, however, Jonathan found us a new tram to take us to Hoepfner (Haid-und-Neu-Str 18, 76131). Steve had decided to wander around the Centrum instead of forcing down a final Bier in 25 minutes. Five of us had the Porter, gosh!<br />Karlsruhe looks as though it could be worth a more leisurely visit. The Schloss and the concentric road layout around it are interesting. Baden-Baden and Strasbourg lie beyond. In time we shall have covered every corner of Deutschland.<br />Back at Stuttgart, Howard and Tracey retired to their palatial suite. Robin, Jonathan, Steve and Hecotr headed back to the Andechshaus. Howard not going to Andechs? It was closed!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU0eSmXLn9UJkM2tUmvaek_NWf3ttdtuQ66lz8lMndIFxyNQoj02lQUFYmQYWR7kUOwCWAa_TVRlI9KcB3MQH6k7gDA1YiEpl8nnIIQDOAu3-IYeVuuBqBqNV_dS62-pfvLRRwhlYdPNE/s1600/k11.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU0eSmXLn9UJkM2tUmvaek_NWf3ttdtuQ66lz8lMndIFxyNQoj02lQUFYmQYWR7kUOwCWAa_TVRlI9KcB3MQH6k7gDA1YiEpl8nnIIQDOAu3-IYeVuuBqBqNV_dS62-pfvLRRwhlYdPNE/s200/k11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522728827373979762" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUuwm3JLUkV-KM6wxGw9VY1CId7wpiI3fEaSXj9viD-TfWAfHX28NPVWYlh2Ax0EyD6sJNFmGksovDi_7MM1CRYUrFmwxhxwzO3wk6DCuXIU1eNBBBAcqZoAPOMznZEprnfRxx1w7aN4/s1600/k12.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUuwm3JLUkV-KM6wxGw9VY1CId7wpiI3fEaSXj9viD-TfWAfHX28NPVWYlh2Ax0EyD6sJNFmGksovDi_7MM1CRYUrFmwxhxwzO3wk6DCuXIU1eNBBBAcqZoAPOMznZEprnfRxx1w7aN4/s200/k12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522728534522259426" /></a><br />Sadly this meant we had to walk up to Paulaner (Calwer Strasse 45, 70173) and enjoy some Festbier. As Steve and I had missed out on this on Friday night this was not a bad outcome at all.<br />This was a day of self control and minimal imbibing. We had an early rise on Monday.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Aeroplanes have propellers?</strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjInt8f_aUBbymYhmqANR2qU7-oOouk884oUJjYk7-PguSY3rv39BnNiNTVdhFnqzUsYvGC2qqM4T9Y1LsBAWvTmeP66n1cysusCfSLyAmfMUfWVU8LteUFl-AioEWchJ2Z27Hs4XYwu50/s1600/b1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjInt8f_aUBbymYhmqANR2qU7-oOouk884oUJjYk7-PguSY3rv39BnNiNTVdhFnqzUsYvGC2qqM4T9Y1LsBAWvTmeP66n1cysusCfSLyAmfMUfWVU8LteUFl-AioEWchJ2Z27Hs4XYwu50/s200/b1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522736489871282370" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5R-zrx7L_k7Yx4eeDW19PiXX5qyyF3wayPTxgVP5uPSIn09WUWojhyphenhyphenW_o-s6G0S7LgA4wgOrcioel1nrfnU1QFzxKSnl1UeyRxfQT112XvcacqAHsUqiLYQETuO-gbPiSER6TJkrhk4/s1600/b2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs5R-zrx7L_k7Yx4eeDW19PiXX5qyyF3wayPTxgVP5uPSIn09WUWojhyphenhyphenW_o-s6G0S7LgA4wgOrcioel1nrfnU1QFzxKSnl1UeyRxfQT112XvcacqAHsUqiLYQETuO-gbPiSER6TJkrhk4/s200/b2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522736197397819746" /></a><br /><br />This was our first ever FlyBe flight and perhaps not our last given the new routes that are opening. A two hour flight to Birmingham and a four hour stopover meant that Robin, Tracey and Howard, the BBC, could visit the famous Wellington bar (37 Bennetts Hill, Birmingham, West Midlands, B2 5SN). Hector, founder member of the GBC, went for a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a>. Steve did not have such a long stopover and so is no longer in this saga.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju3deBEtE1CucLn_KfoGPqBhTIFc4Ul6WbAOln9bgJzpkTWU0zCzZgRnoxin_pUXOZwKHi9pTX8aa7EBIU5wqvASO77RWJTyGVSsNi18NIqqqAuBNy0fhsrLbpnCEeFaWKVl-MtH20zaI/s1600/B3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju3deBEtE1CucLn_KfoGPqBhTIFc4Ul6WbAOln9bgJzpkTWU0zCzZgRnoxin_pUXOZwKHi9pTX8aa7EBIU5wqvASO77RWJTyGVSsNi18NIqqqAuBNy0fhsrLbpnCEeFaWKVl-MtH20zaI/s200/B3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522735829547424130" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRi57pcvPFUmVjAxLtTxr-0KCpoDNyMI_NmPVnRrpTEvgzlcQbWF56r1mATMeu8PpXn9WOlrGTCeZGUWfsvAAND0FP5sjaBDbgyVqqiaYp_KoX5S32tseRsP6rHKRTDfgx0R9W7sC74RQ/s1600/B3a.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRi57pcvPFUmVjAxLtTxr-0KCpoDNyMI_NmPVnRrpTEvgzlcQbWF56r1mATMeu8PpXn9WOlrGTCeZGUWfsvAAND0FP5sjaBDbgyVqqiaYp_KoX5S32tseRsP6rHKRTDfgx0R9W7sC74RQ/s200/B3a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522735405638960898" /></a><br /><br />When Hector caught up with the BBC they had consumed some very strong Bier today and were in fine fettle. Salopian ‘Kashmir’ at 5.5% was just the aperitif for Thornbridge’s Halcyon at 7.7%. . <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGQ33C8qkBt3eAZXqrESwQUKPsexNHUScYfqVTVj-OM7DQAm08_3ErcWm8LlfUW68xHGAp85bmPeno1IJZfV-LYaBP7b18GKTm-Cpw3nCB0oXGee-MQBSM5Pt2crGCelzMI1bZp0mu4Xc/s1600/B4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGQ33C8qkBt3eAZXqrESwQUKPsexNHUScYfqVTVj-OM7DQAm08_3ErcWm8LlfUW68xHGAp85bmPeno1IJZfV-LYaBP7b18GKTm-Cpw3nCB0oXGee-MQBSM5Pt2crGCelzMI1bZp0mu4Xc/s200/B4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522735219389566210" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3YlxP2Ue_N92xz6_pj-8mhoVt0hMZDkOLAgYAFHTA0-OPtfDeyK6MYkqRc2xTBtLw8YjeGkajLhQX-HI56Pvdd4cKGnaQGJu4_oXTacS9DzBwV3kUaRPoS4ZzkI6sx9RVWyXpVi7Fe3I/s1600/B5.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3YlxP2Ue_N92xz6_pj-8mhoVt0hMZDkOLAgYAFHTA0-OPtfDeyK6MYkqRc2xTBtLw8YjeGkajLhQX-HI56Pvdd4cKGnaQGJu4_oXTacS9DzBwV3kUaRPoS4ZzkI6sx9RVWyXpVi7Fe3I/s200/B5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522735017059514082" /></a><br /><br />With more hand pumps than the Bon Accord this place was most impressive. With Bier on sale at over 5% this was most impressive. Handing over Scottish notes, priceless.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOE8QkeN4hHfvCxJQxNBzw0GUbEatgdw2E_b2K7d2YGtEAtBF0j-6XMcdZz3EzHtv5gH0NtpjA3y2YpiirRn61KdqXvUSCWAAsNAscXv2XdbZPsBkkL_SLUJxrcxUmsd1ChJhHjz_wkc/s1600/B6.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOE8QkeN4hHfvCxJQxNBzw0GUbEatgdw2E_b2K7d2YGtEAtBF0j-6XMcdZz3EzHtv5gH0NtpjA3y2YpiirRn61KdqXvUSCWAAsNAscXv2XdbZPsBkkL_SLUJxrcxUmsd1ChJhHjz_wkc/s200/B6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522734783819787314" /></a>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-73023607138447933792010-09-26T23:49:00.001+01:002010-09-30T16:24:11.203+01:00Canstatter Wasen : Stuttgart Oktoberfest<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1bxLOxr3NEe9nptqTuKXtnTLt_bVIAJ-YDHYNFv5jU_qSzwE3xoNZS4nTuT-ufEagCOtO7gOHBR6XS0_BTIUEEI2cJfLhutLtEEtORlnB2rSe58PyZHqU4ZzdWW2QHzBBZKL_GLP570w/s1600/CSWV.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1bxLOxr3NEe9nptqTuKXtnTLt_bVIAJ-YDHYNFv5jU_qSzwE3xoNZS4nTuT-ufEagCOtO7gOHBR6XS0_BTIUEEI2cJfLhutLtEEtORlnB2rSe58PyZHqU4ZzdWW2QHzBBZKL_GLP570w/s200/CSWV.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522727555808330562" /></a><span style="font-weight:bold;">Sunshine in Memmingen</span><br /><br />Somewhat frustratingly for a Friday morning Edinburgh – Memmingen flight courtesy of Mr O’Leary, there was a delay. We could then not leave Memmingen until the 15.30 train which gave us time for a Bier today in the former Memmingen Tandoori. Oh how Hector misses the Fish Soup and the prospect of the tastes to come.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSQ3lKnGx-f3hBFgBdLVP72LUbp8Qz2E2j1VwcFcDXKWQ7sV9Ze8BhfVTbbdwSO0DeZv3eORD8xQZaqal_23RfxSXaopW3jo81FRrkw1VJl45dnEhq5dnqQsolvR20aT-MmNtDgMMDVfg/s1600/SF1.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSQ3lKnGx-f3hBFgBdLVP72LUbp8Qz2E2j1VwcFcDXKWQ7sV9Ze8BhfVTbbdwSO0DeZv3eORD8xQZaqal_23RfxSXaopW3jo81FRrkw1VJl45dnEhq5dnqQsolvR20aT-MmNtDgMMDVfg/s200/SF1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522385389157832146" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCuaC1ZepJpk3tRX267rqhSLjU-ZlYpZefbCQSunG_8A4cb0Ww6UCOmSUwAQl-r13v9qvn_R7o_cwcJ5KNblgfOZ2rI3X47ngyQw1KEUwfFBcR2QOZgJduB-MkLzmRgWQ-k7znaTNFq-w/s1600/SF2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCuaC1ZepJpk3tRX267rqhSLjU-ZlYpZefbCQSunG_8A4cb0Ww6UCOmSUwAQl-r13v9qvn_R7o_cwcJ5KNblgfOZ2rI3X47ngyQw1KEUwfFBcR2QOZgJduB-MkLzmRgWQ-k7znaTNFq-w/s200/SF2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522385078878891170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibeZ3c3k92_9ETq3Q9Db5NQwf2XVPdS97XxX2wBiu70MkJ513wFsBpi1F3HNnltzPahZROErRrij9xJlXrqbiEcChsN6TF8nbDNfN37sPBE3Pfv58imegUnIc-2xHDGAxDcKuXUXeeBE/s1600/SF3.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibeZ3c3k92_9ETq3Q9Db5NQwf2XVPdS97XxX2wBiu70MkJ513wFsBpi1F3HNnltzPahZROErRrij9xJlXrqbiEcChsN6TF8nbDNfN37sPBE3Pfv58imegUnIc-2xHDGAxDcKuXUXeeBE/s200/SF3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522384767826908194" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgRTwDX3zUwgBE42NhkLsQelCGifc5R1f4mhKYaJxqVctvVQykPf6NHnNAdENo0kzQ67lqeq6FDprMwmSqBzqIrMO6iIwip2rk4GbSCNUAWztGSkyxHzdLj0AtqBVwX8RI-MadDgEY_Y/s1600/SF4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgRTwDX3zUwgBE42NhkLsQelCGifc5R1f4mhKYaJxqVctvVQykPf6NHnNAdENo0kzQ67lqeq6FDprMwmSqBzqIrMO6iIwip2rk4GbSCNUAWztGSkyxHzdLj0AtqBVwX8RI-MadDgEY_Y/s200/SF4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522384380116854146" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">It was raining in Stuttgart</span><br />The rendezvous at the Bierfest was in the smaller Hofbräuzelt that we had managed to get into last year around the same time in the early evening. Robin had found Jonathan at the Ibis, Howard and Tracey finally left their palatial suite but they were all too late to join Steve and Hector at the rendezvous – they could not get in.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Standing on the inside looking out</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLwQTAGZRyxia9T6J3AIb8uAd6ItrFMwUfAV6YAQTZZ6kN-ybZrv0bikvPd5lsDBVgA8h5ZHhULuoqjc2WQcjmj4gT4TUU9hp1qqDC8z1NpMB5rBOrFqOLSlI6KRix13sPXbsUV8zEis/s1600/SF5.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLwQTAGZRyxia9T6J3AIb8uAd6ItrFMwUfAV6YAQTZZ6kN-ybZrv0bikvPd5lsDBVgA8h5ZHhULuoqjc2WQcjmj4gT4TUU9hp1qqDC8z1NpMB5rBOrFqOLSlI6KRix13sPXbsUV8zEis/s200/SF5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522383889511757266" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38jvY1rqW90ssSZuHPtO9he40c59Y42V5WoK_0kUlz4MuwcCj8Fdu5XhJOXvsfA-6h2XZYOfIFfbwa1l4-487I2fc8cRp0eJ75C0ihc1jGBsemyQhS5HN2RdnWR_42sqo7HLSu7-Zx6M/s1600/SFout.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh38jvY1rqW90ssSZuHPtO9he40c59Y42V5WoK_0kUlz4MuwcCj8Fdu5XhJOXvsfA-6h2XZYOfIFfbwa1l4-487I2fc8cRp0eJ75C0ihc1jGBsemyQhS5HN2RdnWR_42sqo7HLSu7-Zx6M/s200/SFout.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522385796745928578" /></a><br />Meanwhile Hector and Steve were on their second table having moved to guarantee space for the slow coaches. Our first ten minutes was not comfortable. The entire population of Deutschland had apparently descended upon this tent. With an official kick-off of 17.00 we could not work out why the young assembly had gotten so far so soon. They were all smoking for Baden-Württemberg too: how we appreciate the outright ban in Bayern! We felt out of sorts.<br />Ten minutes or so later we were on the bench and only slightly in despair. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkE5khJaJPa0AZpfXD3wcXmd2UBlGo8HFHJKsWzDMIThkR_I1_oydGUHecthyphenhyphenAlhtlHL_6l2RaxjsX5vz33v81IOy6sxyQY5Bs0zO3PGYUJMBxnA2n8eQ-Su0EpysQE9bhPkyS-QIqCsc/s1600/SF11.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkE5khJaJPa0AZpfXD3wcXmd2UBlGo8HFHJKsWzDMIThkR_I1_oydGUHecthyphenhyphenAlhtlHL_6l2RaxjsX5vz33v81IOy6sxyQY5Bs0zO3PGYUJMBxnA2n8eQ-Su0EpysQE9bhPkyS-QIqCsc/s200/SF11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522379237405078482" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4D9NXjCjuPDg-dIsI-FqKQzMZ0mTqbfecvGfO9vHvdKGlv3w3MSUfSBQWgH-pTnOvMQcMzZVmHROhPeed7gTRVOpxZfmu726J04glHI2cz1VQB3rsnYH6jDnZILfsQ8zY3GrNPPDQn8/s1600/SF6.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4D9NXjCjuPDg-dIsI-FqKQzMZ0mTqbfecvGfO9vHvdKGlv3w3MSUfSBQWgH-pTnOvMQcMzZVmHROhPeed7gTRVOpxZfmu726J04glHI2cz1VQB3rsnYH6jDnZILfsQ8zY3GrNPPDQn8/s200/SF6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522382603259471090" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2l0-haxK1pmVdZjHsxVpCPyc7X1zK133FV4zZe4JmjWgc4eFlw_FG7RjZOgaOfEe2sy9AG4lW0kphM-82OLBcvng0s3tSgBxw6LyfdG_gTZoudug4xWuMxYD13Z_UikaaVgatbSG3JE/s1600/SF7.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB2l0-haxK1pmVdZjHsxVpCPyc7X1zK133FV4zZe4JmjWgc4eFlw_FG7RjZOgaOfEe2sy9AG4lW0kphM-82OLBcvng0s3tSgBxw6LyfdG_gTZoudug4xWuMxYD13Z_UikaaVgatbSG3JE/s200/SF7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522382127255372370" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Hector and Steve were soon in the zone</span><br /><br />By the time the rest joined us at our still maintained space, the party was well under way. The echtes air guitars were provided by Tracey. The photo taken of Hector is out of focus, I await another to post.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRFq2goiVtVOPfAe7zhrk1Nj8_Rmf7T5_0MkV3pcGyhKSvNdGz82CdgOd3blVBkl69RM-9_-ZHbpbR2UXI83UtHt5-0BqFFtLmpLjWZC5YIxnEMyTtcVREh5tscYyNz2hOANQYmZG_jk/s1600/SF8.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCRFq2goiVtVOPfAe7zhrk1Nj8_Rmf7T5_0MkV3pcGyhKSvNdGz82CdgOd3blVBkl69RM-9_-ZHbpbR2UXI83UtHt5-0BqFFtLmpLjWZC5YIxnEMyTtcVREh5tscYyNz2hOANQYmZG_jk/s200/SF8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522381403437889346" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvaUY_NM68v2J78IL3m8kLhs3AVSSQzXQJfcg-44YdLK3WVwzdk8MBKrHYFzVf3ACiiX3sXKXSyKzZzFNT5r7POzTEdYevqaQgZjwk2F-AYMbptw59f2bDZu-bCi4uKvpfpmK_yxY8rzU/s1600/SFR.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvaUY_NM68v2J78IL3m8kLhs3AVSSQzXQJfcg-44YdLK3WVwzdk8MBKrHYFzVf3ACiiX3sXKXSyKzZzFNT5r7POzTEdYevqaQgZjwk2F-AYMbptw59f2bDZu-bCi4uKvpfpmK_yxY8rzU/s200/SFR.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522388342417114546" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaW0qYcXH1S3qJrfQ-Bl7jdNiM7hRe8MzmF9grryRrQQwXrsnQg9SS4zYc5iC-DfBSMYcA4P6sk35hJSQOR4WxVyXO6k_60ArLpPw96qwYJiWXwiWgI4HpTKm073BNatAJIQDSWRRHmaU/s1600/SF9.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaW0qYcXH1S3qJrfQ-Bl7jdNiM7hRe8MzmF9grryRrQQwXrsnQg9SS4zYc5iC-DfBSMYcA4P6sk35hJSQOR4WxVyXO6k_60ArLpPw96qwYJiWXwiWgI4HpTKm073BNatAJIQDSWRRHmaU/s200/SF9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522380901092504418" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbdgzF8oy7jsnaqjJJQokF_WpVASrN1qryb2wU7iBK-hQXR9t6pVjnAk1Eo_I9o5_BN8ATlSrUiAj7bKJy9aUNAapdq9Y-X0NvMsqOg5Ad4wjUGCKoER5YszUYufEqmg6BzAWrl5VTZ8/s1600/SF10.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjbdgzF8oy7jsnaqjJJQokF_WpVASrN1qryb2wU7iBK-hQXR9t6pVjnAk1Eo_I9o5_BN8ATlSrUiAj7bKJy9aUNAapdq9Y-X0NvMsqOg5Ad4wjUGCKoER5YszUYufEqmg6BzAWrl5VTZ8/s200/SF10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522380360294656050" /></a><br /><br />Robin announced that he thought the Hofbräu Bier was not worth staying for. Jonathan declared that after his days at the München Oktoberfest this was mouthwash. The four latecomers left early. Steve and Hector stayed on.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmno0SZN2elneqUgIBA_Kh0U_tK-Hv9JRmHi8lmzxR4-U2vhu8M_cB0-De5wZ5EgLnQTce41ic5RZHo_0fdIXY9v-xtKJGUa19u2xfFIviaVbl89sez2BZWdrAsx5iS6_1_fXrbQWS-0/s1600/SF12.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhmno0SZN2elneqUgIBA_Kh0U_tK-Hv9JRmHi8lmzxR4-U2vhu8M_cB0-De5wZ5EgLnQTce41ic5RZHo_0fdIXY9v-xtKJGUa19u2xfFIviaVbl89sez2BZWdrAsx5iS6_1_fXrbQWS-0/s200/SF12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522390256531687698" /></a><br /><br />Eventually we went into the city for a Curry at Rita’s Garden. The taxi driver could not find it. Hector could not find it. In the end Steve and Hector could not find each other. We went home, separately.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">After all, tomorrow is another day</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyVQYzvRR53Jk1f-7ut2jb-jfGhLVrzkiCZs9zuml1-1n5uQseDtYb9ESeqRtDZqd3bO7sFxyNICHCUd0d1Wow9oimV2XJo9eJbupFKLaznGvJZOU47N8BItL8oozDcl86niOVv-7Jc8/s1600/SS1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyVQYzvRR53Jk1f-7ut2jb-jfGhLVrzkiCZs9zuml1-1n5uQseDtYb9ESeqRtDZqd3bO7sFxyNICHCUd0d1Wow9oimV2XJo9eJbupFKLaznGvJZOU47N8BItL8oozDcl86niOVv-7Jc8/s200/SS1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522396606015886690" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">There was a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a></span><br /><br />Hector and Steve then met up with the rest at the former Mathäser, a Bier Haus that has been closed on our last two Stuttgart trips. Today it was open: it is no longer the Mathäser, but we did drink Löwenbräu. The Platzhirsch (Geissstrasse 12)provided an array of oup, but nobody had the Pumpkin.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Won’t you go out with me in the rain?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbs9hJrVdGdQurs5vAXRoSfeMx5kJPI0r1o4fCrjvRGKw-lUqlLWfHLIg80LtykHJayFx5Gx0fBTQosNsxs8TX3o7RN0V0Cc1mHKAyfO5YUoSMBK6gAb9EpH0rwewAPEMwyVVe6-rJyFM/s1600/SS2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbs9hJrVdGdQurs5vAXRoSfeMx5kJPI0r1o4fCrjvRGKw-lUqlLWfHLIg80LtykHJayFx5Gx0fBTQosNsxs8TX3o7RN0V0Cc1mHKAyfO5YUoSMBK6gAb9EpH0rwewAPEMwyVVe6-rJyFM/s200/SS2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522395366750211906" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nNaHd8mlDkBei4GIFaazH_d2dtTJ-xcDPuSWQ73EImcCS1rdfkbiyxmXsuFB6EordEmOigSyHB3TyjJlFxe1JgcB6OS36eJ20RJmxyhIf781V11r08IiL9DPia0X6FfREYKijcdcjp0/s1600/SS3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nNaHd8mlDkBei4GIFaazH_d2dtTJ-xcDPuSWQ73EImcCS1rdfkbiyxmXsuFB6EordEmOigSyHB3TyjJlFxe1JgcB6OS36eJ20RJmxyhIf781V11r08IiL9DPia0X6FfREYKijcdcjp0/s200/SS3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522394725026967714" /></a><br /><br />It took a long time before we set out on the U11 to the Cansatter Wasen, again. The rain was pouring down. The day was not gemutlicht. Everyone was already inside.<br />We wandered around three of the main tents, could not even gain access to a fourth before we settled upon a small tent selling Dinkel Acker. This Bier was pronounced to be more favourable. However we all knew what the fallback was going to be.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRSyXAYRDVamBHtsrJILTKBfhGcMwkE2kxQ9bMzfWtp_052O9d4l6k1iOlqrdcyPhOi4z5VwGK0Bj7lfowwHWU_OLiO4dzj5NXbUtINApgJjp0hwX2R8RWBEpW0X4hlbH1wGEfMsBgR3s/s1600/SS4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRSyXAYRDVamBHtsrJILTKBfhGcMwkE2kxQ9bMzfWtp_052O9d4l6k1iOlqrdcyPhOi4z5VwGK0Bj7lfowwHWU_OLiO4dzj5NXbUtINApgJjp0hwX2R8RWBEpW0X4hlbH1wGEfMsBgR3s/s200/SS4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522394420058255282" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSz8c5RDEfbOYxf1UctDlWXxK9i1mTY6g6N3_8NJ7hHzKJCeorTfMze4wHk22WLgBY6wvfwtnOtT1mSVDzHvl3pETScPRRW-Dx9ArK5b7FBlkwZSZnet2RcVXjkWAcAybj8demWctsjxY/s1600/SS8.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSz8c5RDEfbOYxf1UctDlWXxK9i1mTY6g6N3_8NJ7hHzKJCeorTfMze4wHk22WLgBY6wvfwtnOtT1mSVDzHvl3pETScPRRW-Dx9ArK5b7FBlkwZSZnet2RcVXjkWAcAybj8demWctsjxY/s200/SS8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522392820035914802" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">In Stuttgart steht ein Andechshaus</span><br /><br />We were made very welcome at the Andechshaus and were led to believe that the Helles and the Doppelbock Dunkel were available vom Fass. Only the former was on tap.<br />Mein Host invited Howard and Jonathan behind the bar to pour a Bier. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />We came for the waters </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiutiPEAN1e7ZWWIN9IuA4oVEx2cClYtJtsTiWvhNGM0BFETFbCSDrXExjAH5-UH8lKHsNNtAzBaaGD8KauBPbg4KrzBkT0oWC0cC_KXDx9FTWDJac9M0wzgFXgUOq9-IYnCX4Z_fJRUbU/s1600/SS5.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiutiPEAN1e7ZWWIN9IuA4oVEx2cClYtJtsTiWvhNGM0BFETFbCSDrXExjAH5-UH8lKHsNNtAzBaaGD8KauBPbg4KrzBkT0oWC0cC_KXDx9FTWDJac9M0wzgFXgUOq9-IYnCX4Z_fJRUbU/s200/SS5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522393847070277602" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhkzGmyTAJ3ORM89HyY3llKpe4bmXvVAnaOQTs4JuHXZwuCVjjq09tXGxZJ-yVlxtdR3KeZAuZcasxc9zqMWzHXoDRk99xoUfNtNR7a1AilTo63f5whMR39PHznrmyzT4jCR5A5pSbJE/s1600/SS6.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhkzGmyTAJ3ORM89HyY3llKpe4bmXvVAnaOQTs4JuHXZwuCVjjq09tXGxZJ-yVlxtdR3KeZAuZcasxc9zqMWzHXoDRk99xoUfNtNR7a1AilTo63f5whMR39PHznrmyzT4jCR5A5pSbJE/s200/SS6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522393489134274002" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMXG1Q5JEb8eYJr1dwf04WYA8FH7x5Ae9I4gv9w4zTkiTaAuA57Z7LsbFKASYpeu9yz8MEXlkJpoUu715R9rdUPW2UBGo9zAKRGIx9f3TFQxaTgmmSWw8bPupTDDo2VmcIU54QGUYSzUQ/s1600/SS7.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMXG1Q5JEb8eYJr1dwf04WYA8FH7x5Ae9I4gv9w4zTkiTaAuA57Z7LsbFKASYpeu9yz8MEXlkJpoUu715R9rdUPW2UBGo9zAKRGIx9f3TFQxaTgmmSWw8bPupTDDo2VmcIU54QGUYSzUQ/s200/SS7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522393089367629970" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">A most surprising evening unfolded </span><br /><br />Tracey kept complaining about the excellent music emanating from the jukebox. Steve and Hector debated whether I can really tell a Gibson from a Fender Strat or Telecaster. Then a familiar guitar sound was heard. It sounded like Roine Stolte. There are no vocals declared Hector, it must be this week’s Flower Kings release… then the vocals started… this was some twenty minutes into the epic… it is him! No, it’s Transatlantic : the vocals of Neale Morse gave this away. The jukebox was checked out: what a selection. Jonathan will no doubt have bought every Transatlantic CD by now (Marillion’s bass player). Spock’s Beard was also listed. Tracey was in agony. Robin hummed an old Slim Whitman tune. Howard was not wearing the Hilpoltstein t-shirt so he does not get quoted.<br /><br /><br />Ten minutes later the track ended. We needed Doppelbock, bottles sufficed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDeafnN0GSl_zIl7IV4sZOq84cTwdTskk7N9T3vE-tD0gUEM6tgsU5jMrV5rpRDuxFrt2eTsvosE9rzSPdUPFKul0uOEMQsC-BDELVMwmKsL-A5peKooTd4xCxnGO19q9zMvp_gZBgX_Q/s1600/SS9.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDeafnN0GSl_zIl7IV4sZOq84cTwdTskk7N9T3vE-tD0gUEM6tgsU5jMrV5rpRDuxFrt2eTsvosE9rzSPdUPFKul0uOEMQsC-BDELVMwmKsL-A5peKooTd4xCxnGO19q9zMvp_gZBgX_Q/s200/SS9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522392237356936002" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwvfAHh_Hnhr6-PeGnY1wUpFMGtkdfjzb8Ci5b8UDeDuO9Q_gCgQyv3CvQ0uEkgiSSGZA49dna29BQXY4S0-crG-v5pbK5lPjRcUe-x8DIcNyGHKp93fiHGI9UNMyBiEzvqW_o0jUbQvA/s1600/SS10.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwvfAHh_Hnhr6-PeGnY1wUpFMGtkdfjzb8Ci5b8UDeDuO9Q_gCgQyv3CvQ0uEkgiSSGZA49dna29BQXY4S0-crG-v5pbK5lPjRcUe-x8DIcNyGHKp93fiHGI9UNMyBiEzvqW_o0jUbQvA/s200/SS10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522391526129100658" /></a>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-26177915438663682972010-09-18T23:56:00.034+01:002010-09-20T19:52:11.869+01:00Wolfer Strassenfest : aka Wolf Wine Fest<span style="font-weight:bold;">Trains, ‘Planes and Automobile</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fAMaPvwXHAD15B3XW-tQq3pmOhh6oZ4FZoFpPFf4GA7slHMkxFqb0dDUtx7WwErrs_RJjFyZdjRh2i5YshwUvl3jleJgP5ykwa5bfh2Fhxpm9SpcJ1EzTuE1xwxNB9tXd4tt-pp_Fi0/s1600/WS1a.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fAMaPvwXHAD15B3XW-tQq3pmOhh6oZ4FZoFpPFf4GA7slHMkxFqb0dDUtx7WwErrs_RJjFyZdjRh2i5YshwUvl3jleJgP5ykwa5bfh2Fhxpm9SpcJ1EzTuE1xwxNB9tXd4tt-pp_Fi0/s200/WS1a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519054663980933602" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrufhBfvpJgXqx9uqAeZa-4KlGEuNMP0Uu42UREBfE2C-Jc31K5dUmYWkSS0hSTMRB1SArVpcS5ef-T424m3nVd-kJ19CSfnPDmAQV8qJkdS9WjpRlqBuxhNAl_dUm_2V603aAtGMgmuI/s1600/WS1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrufhBfvpJgXqx9uqAeZa-4KlGEuNMP0Uu42UREBfE2C-Jc31K5dUmYWkSS0hSTMRB1SArVpcS5ef-T424m3nVd-kJ19CSfnPDmAQV8qJkdS9WjpRlqBuxhNAl_dUm_2V603aAtGMgmuI/s200/WS1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519054408154521042" /></a>Jonathan went by car, Dr Stan went by train, and Hector went via Stansted to Hahn by ‘plane. (see the <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry Heute</a> entry). Richard Allmacher, proprietor of Zur Goldenen Traube (am Markt, Traben-Trarbach) picked Hector up at the airport. It was a short drive down to the Mosel and breakfast with Jonathan awaited. One night, two breakfasts, novel. Jonathan had arrived the previous evening and had just as an exciting Friday night as I did. Dr Stan would arrive later.<br />The room key was provided at 11.00 and after a quick zzz it was time to re-rendezvous with Jonathan at the Schlossbergschänke. Rituals exist because they work. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdRg1D4vxwsjpbLhiSZwldNyB6NYXfA8i9Fo_jkC85Y26cA5AwlJeFsTqYvJisDiYijBkTVq3afiiuEsX9D_K3jMOaMbvwQIL_Z1HDjRqSMCkx_W5wPfVVtSg1wjO_-D6BdyCjhbve9U/s1600/WS2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdRg1D4vxwsjpbLhiSZwldNyB6NYXfA8i9Fo_jkC85Y26cA5AwlJeFsTqYvJisDiYijBkTVq3afiiuEsX9D_K3jMOaMbvwQIL_Z1HDjRqSMCkx_W5wPfVVtSg1wjO_-D6BdyCjhbve9U/s200/WS2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519054212182562658" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD36RdA_DUOHpTuSZtipSL6C6Bs7eekCDODbGdARoVT1dSsfWUdoPl8h4kId_SFsonaddcdIByhH-AI4r8FE52vjwwnZ5-2ih2McNU-v2u_zPEC5u1Fcgse2Jp2x79qNjODtHQUrRggrI/s1600/WS3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD36RdA_DUOHpTuSZtipSL6C6Bs7eekCDODbGdARoVT1dSsfWUdoPl8h4kId_SFsonaddcdIByhH-AI4r8FE52vjwwnZ5-2ih2McNU-v2u_zPEC5u1Fcgse2Jp2x79qNjODtHQUrRggrI/s200/WS3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519053875857716866" /></a><br />There was a new chap behind the bar that used to be ‘Rolf’s’. Hector was greeted with ‘Sind zie Drausen?’ What? Not a good start to the day. Ensconced with two locals and Mein Host, the language skills started to return. Hector is not from the Netherlands, why do the Germans always think this? <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUfRITjSFLJ3vo5fFAnU1wnMQL8k3wmUoLndQ6ClpD20p7fPBx74L-Wlspq46GNft8ZBr-pHzHNzKeHmlufkiLKSdjn1uAmygIYLDXxBae0AdHGQ1siwkGFEjrDeeVafNttAvzCdlyes/s1600/WS4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUfRITjSFLJ3vo5fFAnU1wnMQL8k3wmUoLndQ6ClpD20p7fPBx74L-Wlspq46GNft8ZBr-pHzHNzKeHmlufkiLKSdjn1uAmygIYLDXxBae0AdHGQ1siwkGFEjrDeeVafNttAvzCdlyes/s200/WS4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519053485313415970" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg10_g-LG2nAGkkavl1yndOYyJUGScrVKZUe73vwoviy5k27beS0sdeN94zpz6FF_wjZ1mzUkm089julYak97ALZt2zcajhC7ywL7b9aMGPF65lPRTT3MlaUxIGYMl5-M8g8oEb4Sfk3Og/s1600/WS5.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg10_g-LG2nAGkkavl1yndOYyJUGScrVKZUe73vwoviy5k27beS0sdeN94zpz6FF_wjZ1mzUkm089julYak97ALZt2zcajhC7ywL7b9aMGPF65lPRTT3MlaUxIGYMl5-M8g8oEb4Sfk3Og/s200/WS5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519053159479755362" /></a>Reissdorf Kölsch is Hector’s favourite Kölsch. What was served was the dreaded Pils. I know this, Jonathan knows this, and Mein Host who poured it insists it was. Last week’s Mühlen Kölsch was not as expected. Has something happened?<br />Across the Mosel from Trarbach lies Traben. The crossing of the bridge remains one of the most satisfying walks one can experience. Idyllic does not do this justice.<br />The Türmschen (aka ‘The Station Bar’) has Franziskaner vom Fass. What better a location is there to wait for Dr Stan who unfortunately missed his connections at Locken and Koblenz. What a silly Billy. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCP8GFn2cIBRnYBMF8ydKoucz5iZEmXn7pE23SaKbc5cdDUs4yuwNwiF5zTxO3vuaqCfekamlhwTnE0EzIu9Hl4EZeZj2w3XRS-k24n3L0m_ejPxrYJsDatdclHQlWvo5PqcwHuNut984/s1600/WS6.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCP8GFn2cIBRnYBMF8ydKoucz5iZEmXn7pE23SaKbc5cdDUs4yuwNwiF5zTxO3vuaqCfekamlhwTnE0EzIu9Hl4EZeZj2w3XRS-k24n3L0m_ejPxrYJsDatdclHQlWvo5PqcwHuNut984/s200/WS6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519052791143329842" /></a>With an unheard of minimal alcohol intake it was time to let Dr Stan check in at his palatial accommodation, the Mosel Schlößchen. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEill0CTyLy6pJieXVyIbSRrIR5lvMKvp5sIir_jRd7gbPHDdF7CloVeJNWBpiiH9g01Z9rYF5BLClSn6PlSExKZDEfEvQK8AYxRAoPspJ8P4VpjO-AdbKrIALBG1uzZ8CBMCX58Bbpedro/s1600/WS7.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEill0CTyLy6pJieXVyIbSRrIR5lvMKvp5sIir_jRd7gbPHDdF7CloVeJNWBpiiH9g01Z9rYF5BLClSn6PlSExKZDEfEvQK8AYxRAoPspJ8P4VpjO-AdbKrIALBG1uzZ8CBMCX58Bbpedro/s200/WS7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519052400209697250" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1yJQslY9ISXSGpF2ZnX4fz5oKKcNQRhmCncJbVYlzIFFR_XTD_egNLnNZA9W-HhUEzQYVt0g0uv3j-yhYP7JFCBoa-DD-FLipSWzSV1g9rsOo6AkCylb6N5lI06_PaM9MjytWeRDC6zQ/s1600/WS8.JPG"><img style="float:rightt; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1yJQslY9ISXSGpF2ZnX4fz5oKKcNQRhmCncJbVYlzIFFR_XTD_egNLnNZA9W-HhUEzQYVt0g0uv3j-yhYP7JFCBoa-DD-FLipSWzSV1g9rsOo6AkCylb6N5lI06_PaM9MjytWeRDC6zQ/s200/WS8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519051676594776466" /></a><br /><br />The Trödelmarkt in Trarbach was quickly traversed in search of ‘The Tractor’. A subtle reconfiguration of the road layout had us fooled monetarily. The logical place to wait turned out to be the correct one. Minutes later it was off to Wolf!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrC9obfRdFigrrC2ShU8L-17VJXx7iQlx0X66daJ5C3_Nbv8jv4C-p64Lv2ymIS38yi_Aolh-vX2s-zdnczga_CyAJfPAUfw6VxjvRnQKk8s2zn3dLGyzhBGuZNYd8VKBWM3lX_S59Nw/s1600/WS9.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrC9obfRdFigrrC2ShU8L-17VJXx7iQlx0X66daJ5C3_Nbv8jv4C-p64Lv2ymIS38yi_Aolh-vX2s-zdnczga_CyAJfPAUfw6VxjvRnQKk8s2zn3dLGyzhBGuZNYd8VKBWM3lX_S59Nw/s200/WS9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519050794198460290" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHcHpi5oU-9zHR2Cif-YvMa4CQaBdF8IHHRtNM_nO2bBa7U3fvZSCu2cdioas2KtmbzO9xHw7l-Okh6m1Nwxk-frhGTOXoDMb0v_XK2HSwPogF5KqUZKxso7gWfPh6IghoFGWgMM-Bi34/s1600/WS10.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHcHpi5oU-9zHR2Cif-YvMa4CQaBdF8IHHRtNM_nO2bBa7U3fvZSCu2cdioas2KtmbzO9xHw7l-Okh6m1Nwxk-frhGTOXoDMb0v_XK2HSwPogF5KqUZKxso7gWfPh6IghoFGWgMM-Bi34/s200/WS10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519050055560200882" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiInuv2iJVYm8F-KX63eHJL4Nf3gpMRR_4FZYgDdpplL7XqKblPpv1FgNLJCTW3xfWC9JZULEuIZTnqpJMP33Q9r7pdjKvGj1Y4EMAUh8TQ6kTlaQo75Ssij6gCEAgXtftcrZBVLKZ6zNA/s1600/WS11.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiInuv2iJVYm8F-KX63eHJL4Nf3gpMRR_4FZYgDdpplL7XqKblPpv1FgNLJCTW3xfWC9JZULEuIZTnqpJMP33Q9r7pdjKvGj1Y4EMAUh8TQ6kTlaQo75Ssij6gCEAgXtftcrZBVLKZ6zNA/s200/WS11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519049744758904834" /></a><br /><br />We always start at the end where The Tractor stops and work our way towards the hub. By the time we reach the hub the town is buzzing. The Trocken Wein was purchased and so started an afternoon of wine consumption. The lunch stall sells scampi in garlic as a starter with a goulash made from Bambi’s Mum to follow. This is an excellent pit stop. <br /> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4EHyOG6unSjsGRRQcGvDP7AGk72uMQ5vZsvx4SnibU6PJeVSlRhAISfitIS8tG3lFwloh7JraqtL2WmnwdR2lhAVaEgZoIsFQtreaNw9hLZ1A8BsppdXJDM8puoNpvWSPCN2WrCD0p0I/s1600/WS12.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4EHyOG6unSjsGRRQcGvDP7AGk72uMQ5vZsvx4SnibU6PJeVSlRhAISfitIS8tG3lFwloh7JraqtL2WmnwdR2lhAVaEgZoIsFQtreaNw9hLZ1A8BsppdXJDM8puoNpvWSPCN2WrCD0p0I/s200/WS12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519049544175475858" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbJBaGprNnQ8d0qwmuxkzd4LUiktH0kbyUhVNRZdee6WSckkCVIhLAHRf5xPq7oUx10CygXfS4hAaICTXJzuqwdt5mpaZNUAM7GgcLkawmsxtbu0Wsf39E5x2gXiE_YokOv_L2TtJTVjA/s1600/Ws13.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbJBaGprNnQ8d0qwmuxkzd4LUiktH0kbyUhVNRZdee6WSckkCVIhLAHRf5xPq7oUx10CygXfS4hAaICTXJzuqwdt5mpaZNUAM7GgcLkawmsxtbu0Wsf39E5x2gXiE_YokOv_L2TtJTVjA/s200/Ws13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519049235356308290" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYXoNcaBw4EBE0ZfnuiynlrBCd_bE5YBmdBdsWIQ-hqkMXbK3HXw4igqdozTrtiTA-hRLwPT3Jx3e6F2GqauCKP9bEeAqc1E7AoaT-0a_18FXQRGQkxhkJWe_w6oP2hgEE-YQLJ8FSio/s1600/WS14.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYXoNcaBw4EBE0ZfnuiynlrBCd_bE5YBmdBdsWIQ-hqkMXbK3HXw4igqdozTrtiTA-hRLwPT3Jx3e6F2GqauCKP9bEeAqc1E7AoaT-0a_18FXQRGQkxhkJWe_w6oP2hgEE-YQLJ8FSio/s200/WS14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519048439778028610" /></a><br /><br />The highlight of the day is always the arrival at The Sekt stand. Other places may sell it too, but this is our stand. <br /><br />By the time we moved on from here, the sun was going and the temperature was dropping. 0˚C was the forecast. Fortunately we found an inner room with heat. This was cozy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV0x3F-xSOzQZGKYKokowSExJnDHKrd1fOhKzPtIPi7fnfyd3X4IBezdMHciL3qEJOyrBkhB_NWcuC36dyfs4RNXkFURedwLvcKzyc0-kf56haVgbxMHAY6MLqbaM5ZLCvRs2FiqnWixA/s1600/WS15.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV0x3F-xSOzQZGKYKokowSExJnDHKrd1fOhKzPtIPi7fnfyd3X4IBezdMHciL3qEJOyrBkhB_NWcuC36dyfs4RNXkFURedwLvcKzyc0-kf56haVgbxMHAY6MLqbaM5ZLCvRs2FiqnWixA/s200/WS15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519047772961519090" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhco8VQYax9AsUg_GqvKBfLj99qmR9yW2HKJESQ6xFidqtXOlpjGslVNKscigo46pQlGFY3fglOpOYpjx0IhXEpczfamN7L1YXKwJD1PuGD0RC39AO7p_KZGf9D3_DTqVtEWXBb3vvdhNA/s1600/WS16.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhco8VQYax9AsUg_GqvKBfLj99qmR9yW2HKJESQ6xFidqtXOlpjGslVNKscigo46pQlGFY3fglOpOYpjx0IhXEpczfamN7L1YXKwJD1PuGD0RC39AO7p_KZGf9D3_DTqVtEWXBb3vvdhNA/s200/WS16.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519047324695745042" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2rBuaXT3cO5OLjZ5_SbDPpmtw9dbIYifH8x5VvbSoAOq-q9i1L5OW0rxQPkW2g4aaeaVfsCM07FBDdvtyNsgT8kA4oQa-_SP4fNrDFsNheBy8wFv8U5bVCwEKJjKGkxnNsJh1-MafL8A/s1600/WS17.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2rBuaXT3cO5OLjZ5_SbDPpmtw9dbIYifH8x5VvbSoAOq-q9i1L5OW0rxQPkW2g4aaeaVfsCM07FBDdvtyNsgT8kA4oQa-_SP4fNrDFsNheBy8wFv8U5bVCwEKJjKGkxnNsJh1-MafL8A/s200/WS17.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519046711727276322" /></a><br /><br />Our final wine consumption was at the Hub where the steaks spin and the crowd assemble.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimImYfwhNAwrbjy122DYqSN_eY3DbhY8OLJ7mSnQyg1nTEymN-GZaFwHo2jzk19SQbGyPkycUE6nf720DbK-Hq8y24W759SQa4i7TTx3gM5pPRwG68jmyuvXkHFNodch7JNYwsg5d7kMM/s1600/steaks.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimImYfwhNAwrbjy122DYqSN_eY3DbhY8OLJ7mSnQyg1nTEymN-GZaFwHo2jzk19SQbGyPkycUE6nf720DbK-Hq8y24W759SQa4i7TTx3gM5pPRwG68jmyuvXkHFNodch7JNYwsg5d7kMM/s200/steaks.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519054850642954050" /></a><br /> <br />This year it was remarkably quiet. Those of who had lasted this long were well wrapped up. Had the forecasted temperature put people off? <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sI3pZKegDT7idosqH4DimRrXrk6pPA3-JeaBXCay581KKlFF0ku3ZcNRlDNuI4Ndj365oeqaBuCp1YHWxx0VOCuvgRhD1Jf5uFE3sNEvuKRr6PZtLMp5QklsZAJ1e4vdApQzAOeYKhI/s1600/WS18.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sI3pZKegDT7idosqH4DimRrXrk6pPA3-JeaBXCay581KKlFF0ku3ZcNRlDNuI4Ndj365oeqaBuCp1YHWxx0VOCuvgRhD1Jf5uFE3sNEvuKRr6PZtLMp5QklsZAJ1e4vdApQzAOeYKhI/s200/WS18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519046238193030850" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQ1quLhvXfTeLtAcuz-tjc4gC9eytWQcC9ZtNaqA2yjv5gHUhnzIKmdThAO4UA_e-9x0T29XyahNXj9TzaVSTk4JET00y8EX4hFv30YMiFMF-DN7ujApeTm5BKBjQNcdIFrEQOOda9EU/s1600/WS19.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQ1quLhvXfTeLtAcuz-tjc4gC9eytWQcC9ZtNaqA2yjv5gHUhnzIKmdThAO4UA_e-9x0T29XyahNXj9TzaVSTk4JET00y8EX4hFv30YMiFMF-DN7ujApeTm5BKBjQNcdIFrEQOOda9EU/s200/WS19.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519044791937162082" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZhfy4X7OqhLpDZw1O2r37aX4nc9lImgt6WBTtGa3zYPTnMZyT15XGHdCHLbXfuCwqZVEAnrBdXxlqXoSZ8YENoivbavBLWIazfQ0GvGDFMTqDT_iKK5vk818UJ-O-5NpWOnQmm65s0dc/s1600/WS20.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZhfy4X7OqhLpDZw1O2r37aX4nc9lImgt6WBTtGa3zYPTnMZyT15XGHdCHLbXfuCwqZVEAnrBdXxlqXoSZ8YENoivbavBLWIazfQ0GvGDFMTqDT_iKK5vk818UJ-O-5NpWOnQmm65s0dc/s200/WS20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519043284270057778" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The Tractor took us back to Trarbach and we of course descended upon ‘Frank’s’. He was surprised to see us. Staying at the Golden Traube once a year is permissible. It is something to do with a taxi for one from Hahn Airport not being affordable. The flights are always less than the cost of a return taxi trip.<br />Jonathan now drives on to Nurnberg. Dr Stan stays an extra night at Traben-Trarbach before joining him. There is a little Fest on in the south of Bayern. Hector has to go back home; however, the Canstatter Wasen awaits us next weekend in Stuttgart.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvj4bvMXNua61BgcbSfBz5ce9iA-apzFoIF9e3jwLW9GxgaisqcakOL2Sz32fNFb4hyOVWn2a6pPhS2yviu30NLj9R1Zmvj7R-G0uX6EWB3LpyVXtXMW9gWPajEYuB2Nm7KFidboxo54/s1600/WS21.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvj4bvMXNua61BgcbSfBz5ce9iA-apzFoIF9e3jwLW9GxgaisqcakOL2Sz32fNFb4hyOVWn2a6pPhS2yviu30NLj9R1Zmvj7R-G0uX6EWB3LpyVXtXMW9gWPajEYuB2Nm7KFidboxo54/s200/WS21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519042836150810930" /></a>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-35060922286871090292010-09-11T13:33:00.007+01:002010-09-20T19:45:46.907+01:00Just another Saturday : Mühlen Kölsch Today!The Chaps and Chapattis are assembled for Bier today in Clydebank for a 20l Fass of Mühlen Kölsch. Life sucks. There is of course a <a href="http://curry-heute.com">Curry-Heute</a> too!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbIecVGndCHIZ0CjcP6VqYJHdy5gLRr8cZgS7_lDgaNA03hFZauo-qNci3byhIBkTYbphOF7DzGUSwi2JIwjJVSHjdfrihSMcycFCI17mZOxeEWKiyxHMGXjGZiuLYTP2K1QUdcqAEHMw/s1600/PPG7.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbIecVGndCHIZ0CjcP6VqYJHdy5gLRr8cZgS7_lDgaNA03hFZauo-qNci3byhIBkTYbphOF7DzGUSwi2JIwjJVSHjdfrihSMcycFCI17mZOxeEWKiyxHMGXjGZiuLYTP2K1QUdcqAEHMw/s200/PPG7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519039616685575810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC_EyUhrcEm4t7xLbw_sK2pdooqZLDDTxCNiD-ATYFzvLcDswmhZIXnT00u3Dxe6XtEmYnBf3lPg-tY2bxUUuPkCwBVMgJr0vQJAgHb1OnJeya_Bp55Q_tLDmOkiywy3wcQ3x3jYWgrzo/s1600/PPG6.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC_EyUhrcEm4t7xLbw_sK2pdooqZLDDTxCNiD-ATYFzvLcDswmhZIXnT00u3Dxe6XtEmYnBf3lPg-tY2bxUUuPkCwBVMgJr0vQJAgHb1OnJeya_Bp55Q_tLDmOkiywy3wcQ3x3jYWgrzo/s200/PPG6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519039438561708338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFNS1A7rf-oQqptqxWHBXry3XWHeyd9cYK3MfEazL_6cM3onUPynCaouUbKOvMqrI-efUtkp5CtWc5ZfuldlcWIJN9FnYLXgGBkd5_7xYaDaTw5-2lWGjWHb16Jyngmr9hovTHds-DZtI/s1600/PPG5.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFNS1A7rf-oQqptqxWHBXry3XWHeyd9cYK3MfEazL_6cM3onUPynCaouUbKOvMqrI-efUtkp5CtWc5ZfuldlcWIJN9FnYLXgGBkd5_7xYaDaTw5-2lWGjWHb16Jyngmr9hovTHds-DZtI/s200/PPG5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519039169128141906" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSbH5ihBMtJ8okTilazwmnJ6xG_QQLwRqhnqCU-5uMY6nhYTw5HI4XvKUyBWcqwV4zvfurH5yiQ0QOWix5h7psi-72byEXnwDzw-oKWywC3LIpn6PGHa-Ctym3y9NaDabtjxnmJ53VGs/s1600/PPG4.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSbH5ihBMtJ8okTilazwmnJ6xG_QQLwRqhnqCU-5uMY6nhYTw5HI4XvKUyBWcqwV4zvfurH5yiQ0QOWix5h7psi-72byEXnwDzw-oKWywC3LIpn6PGHa-Ctym3y9NaDabtjxnmJ53VGs/s200/PPG4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519038809209660690" /></a>To say our group has an active social life could be a understatement. Two barrels brought from source and consumed on consecutive Saturdays. Jonathan was determined that they would both be finished by this weekend else he could not get them replaced next week.<br />The Mühlen Kölsch was darker than normal. It was hard to believe that it was Mühlen Kölsch. It was even better than anticipated. <br />The Clydebank weather permitted an outdoor start to the festivities. The temperature eventually dropped forcing us indoors to listen to Manfred Mann’s greatest hits.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Y83SC0zjUZuKn_UJvoFNjH9w73ddCw1RSq9_ZHnXQz-T_EV7bd7SWEFJ3PMqIbPQ-WgYSfxcRsiBG8syuZrlmSv_YhyphenhyphenMPfnmItOLzYZb8imltddmTh-z5S7V5l3Edmngp_x7Yeh1ayc/s1600/PPG3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Y83SC0zjUZuKn_UJvoFNjH9w73ddCw1RSq9_ZHnXQz-T_EV7bd7SWEFJ3PMqIbPQ-WgYSfxcRsiBG8syuZrlmSv_YhyphenhyphenMPfnmItOLzYZb8imltddmTh-z5S7V5l3Edmngp_x7Yeh1ayc/s200/PPG3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519038522985636018" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6Kga3WNKm2B_m8n9JUczWrbj4gd-iEPC3FttrOqE20HtLwkvVo7GIj5I90FXcJQ4Ta4W9hYdga5eiMqgaQNSaEj5bwOPHsacN1XQuzUQ-TsD4MW-ixhGRgq5uBRCZUIyqM5aY0PIzmY/s1600/PPG2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6Kga3WNKm2B_m8n9JUczWrbj4gd-iEPC3FttrOqE20HtLwkvVo7GIj5I90FXcJQ4Ta4W9hYdga5eiMqgaQNSaEj5bwOPHsacN1XQuzUQ-TsD4MW-ixhGRgq5uBRCZUIyqM5aY0PIzmY/s200/PPG2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519038061841196514" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1UiJqjxgMumDsjvk8r19KjBZrUjmyvkEIccE-NX0skUB7bWi2OojSDBvKA-9yeBfRQn4BR-w-_vUctWrmFp74ciWLdLpqEd9O5160ppQh3cHovFJlnjYdh-ZX3nESbDn71EmUEEeT0Mw/s1600/PPG1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1UiJqjxgMumDsjvk8r19KjBZrUjmyvkEIccE-NX0skUB7bWi2OojSDBvKA-9yeBfRQn4BR-w-_vUctWrmFp74ciWLdLpqEd9O5160ppQh3cHovFJlnjYdh-ZX3nESbDn71EmUEEeT0Mw/s200/PPG1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519037602026173474" /></a>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-25734346959802177952010-09-10T17:06:00.000+01:002010-09-20T17:19:22.806+01:00The Hilpoltstein Postscript<span style="font-weight:bold;">The Sons of the Desert</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsISVBcfKm5Coi5l4i19JosVHgevKWdaxI3pip5PUW9tMXgD_YSXe15upCOO5QGV9pRvsuStnHGPgBYzvHzKvbIcRvDRS5qg1XrjtPSkNLVK-pmgbXZ2HfDNo_W6WDc5yBSFYnNosbZQ/s1600/Pals1a.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsISVBcfKm5Coi5l4i19JosVHgevKWdaxI3pip5PUW9tMXgD_YSXe15upCOO5QGV9pRvsuStnHGPgBYzvHzKvbIcRvDRS5qg1XrjtPSkNLVK-pmgbXZ2HfDNo_W6WDc5yBSFYnNosbZQ/s200/Pals1a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029248903173602" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFyxqgOaOJZYd5mGUItaCIJ2iD6YsNSVaFps_VUbVSxZ8vXbLIswquamhI6w_-xwTAoaWu-9R-g_3XUu3setCMeRiHwRMCkQv_hc1-kUCiFZFxGbVoutVWsS85y71qBSTjz9Zh1zF7R0/s1600/Pals2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFyxqgOaOJZYd5mGUItaCIJ2iD6YsNSVaFps_VUbVSxZ8vXbLIswquamhI6w_-xwTAoaWu-9R-g_3XUu3setCMeRiHwRMCkQv_hc1-kUCiFZFxGbVoutVWsS85y71qBSTjz9Zh1zF7R0/s200/Pals2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029543860447346" /></a><br />These chaps were spotted at the Trodelmarkt in Hilpoltstein. If only we could get them back to Scotland remarked Hector…wait a minute, yes we can!’<br />Hector did the haggling. Marg went to buy bin bags and tape for wrapping. Jonathan drove them back to the West of Scotland, via Aberdeen, twice!<br />Steve had the privilege of doing the unwrapping at the Fridge Night. They now have a better home.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXySZBu7oK-rjEddMx7_hy_eLQaeLZHmgajylrULUabiwxyPtPHDcM91sCCwRwluOe0hco9Bm8zc_ArxHWW6BjWqWKeHewV42HKszupoYg4UrxUzLhN7vYGV1x1a7Amxa1ZoZ7zeDdbXI/s1600/Pals1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXySZBu7oK-rjEddMx7_hy_eLQaeLZHmgajylrULUabiwxyPtPHDcM91sCCwRwluOe0hco9Bm8zc_ArxHWW6BjWqWKeHewV42HKszupoYg4UrxUzLhN7vYGV1x1a7Amxa1ZoZ7zeDdbXI/s200/Pals1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029964597291762" /></a><br /><br />Somehow we managed to keep this a secret right up to the unveiling.Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-66895073605235582902010-09-04T23:34:00.030+01:002010-09-11T13:32:46.018+01:00Pyraser Landbier comes to Glasgow, again!The three Yadgarteers (Lord Clive, Steve and Hector) headed in to the deep south of Glasgow to Craig and Yvonne’s. This building may not be their place of residence but Hector is always amused that such a building can lie in this state in such a prestigious area of the city.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJC9uBTbeHaUy9wT7xHfy7kd9N3gxQn5gA7sQBxoyk8m7PpwEea9zJ_5BkOylds_rbUv9ay-m8Rj74AEwBpLbCaYmxEaKhG1hCcGkNf5Rx-FTFPr0izYGg0aDgJmAUp0WMR0NSCADCRY/s1600/Shawlands.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJC9uBTbeHaUy9wT7xHfy7kd9N3gxQn5gA7sQBxoyk8m7PpwEea9zJ_5BkOylds_rbUv9ay-m8Rj74AEwBpLbCaYmxEaKhG1hCcGkNf5Rx-FTFPr0izYGg0aDgJmAUp0WMR0NSCADCRY/s200/Shawlands.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515603552895157426" /></a><br />Arriving at the Pyraser House, there was no Bier today! Yet. There was a Robin. Soon there was also Jonathan waiting patiently with the tap.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iX8G8uAkE6dUsI9BruSkEbBns_RQsRetSs1UOXX_FdnIANLP7Oenv9Z77xn4u89IZFsDBx96jpv90r4QCuMMFHXBRPIFfnqiQ_wfLR7PnJe9kXRyk6nyem-Q4_uw2Fv9arNWZ9SVL_k/s1600/Pyraser.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iX8G8uAkE6dUsI9BruSkEbBns_RQsRetSs1UOXX_FdnIANLP7Oenv9Z77xn4u89IZFsDBx96jpv90r4QCuMMFHXBRPIFfnqiQ_wfLR7PnJe9kXRyk6nyem-Q4_uw2Fv9arNWZ9SVL_k/s200/Pyraser.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515609686811050722" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A taxi with Dr Stan, Howard and Tracey arrived with 30l of Pyraser Landbier. With the arrival of Peter we were the full ‘Batman party’.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNY3YM8TqzLW43UzrSLaPUNOcIh15xqVvhqZfGAX2MYTYVNwQZJNX0Xtkw5OQflLa6joqEuIExmbcMq4p_bzjH_gtTq2fSzrTsym6taiSRMoitkvotVFiCUhBk9_pE0mHXWaI6fWyLe4A/s1600/PHJ1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNY3YM8TqzLW43UzrSLaPUNOcIh15xqVvhqZfGAX2MYTYVNwQZJNX0Xtkw5OQflLa6joqEuIExmbcMq4p_bzjH_gtTq2fSzrTsym6taiSRMoitkvotVFiCUhBk9_pE0mHXWaI6fWyLe4A/s200/PHJ1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515605981122941714" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjnQxMWDAwQUCtkwp8O2o9C1Af_-gW_71eFi5HHToBGuNIF88AAfshjFPrEdPXqIDuKkhfv4PDaLfeVurJOmJvwXv3veiCEMCImfc767aYChuy6NQpuwBDnFQoPKImW7aICK-T-EVKnFI/s1600/PCY1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjnQxMWDAwQUCtkwp8O2o9C1Af_-gW_71eFi5HHToBGuNIF88AAfshjFPrEdPXqIDuKkhfv4PDaLfeVurJOmJvwXv3veiCEMCImfc767aYChuy6NQpuwBDnFQoPKImW7aICK-T-EVKnFI/s200/PCY1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515604961915364066" /></a><br /><br />Last year the Pyraser did not wish to accept the tap. This year the tapping was simple but the Bier refused to flow. It is a long wait for eleven people to have pints when the Bier dribbles out of the tap.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><br />This was a splendid afternoon in the September sunshine. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg594n8EpnO8MHcfcGZxtAeqE_6ZBqiusHS4pPS6WJZXp4K-6UYs31kjOyRkvAB5B9yJUXVcShkmTvf6Js1g0atq9Idi-g4sozQDp7D_appLcDn3_jkB5jsulC-AHINipzh23M86OVL4v4/s1600/Bern.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg594n8EpnO8MHcfcGZxtAeqE_6ZBqiusHS4pPS6WJZXp4K-6UYs31kjOyRkvAB5B9yJUXVcShkmTvf6Js1g0atq9Idi-g4sozQDp7D_appLcDn3_jkB5jsulC-AHINipzh23M86OVL4v4/s200/Bern.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515607830995278146" /></a>When Bernard arrived and drank only the house bottled Bier (Edlestoff) it was even better. Dr Stan had a very relaxed afternoon.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HHprCYVEQEWxXorq1_fw0krdxMKd0NmxGPJRlyCmtdDgvLhQ_8H3tdS4Smw2cydm9E5xX9Xrm1EwtI50c1k9HnBZnKy_X-VIvz2CAPqRjUk1gWNNXRKIne_p46mOe4CDUqkBYTN7jQk/s1600/Group.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HHprCYVEQEWxXorq1_fw0krdxMKd0NmxGPJRlyCmtdDgvLhQ_8H3tdS4Smw2cydm9E5xX9Xrm1EwtI50c1k9HnBZnKy_X-VIvz2CAPqRjUk1gWNNXRKIne_p46mOe4CDUqkBYTN7jQk/s200/Group.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515612326531560946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNTtuJR3Q-izPnGs0_GwSvKcD_IXOme3vpx_5AYYfPFqhOxLwLHNQbLiF7GDxMBa_bOfYMoTcTlv6uLLuH5_GF9OIJmO6LfNNXDCjQ63Pm76UsvyZS37oZSe3y9gwZkzmBp_uiax7o-T8/s1600/Craig.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNTtuJR3Q-izPnGs0_GwSvKcD_IXOme3vpx_5AYYfPFqhOxLwLHNQbLiF7GDxMBa_bOfYMoTcTlv6uLLuH5_GF9OIJmO6LfNNXDCjQ63Pm76UsvyZS37oZSe3y9gwZkzmBp_uiax7o-T8/s200/Craig.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515608154112452770" /></a><br /><br />At 17.00 Yvonne served her special Chilli with a baby pot on the side for the man who claims to be able to eat the Vindaloo of Nurnberg. Craig couldn’t handle it. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw5d4QsZjKuzylHs3700imO4YGi8Z4W6OSY9xmgwrHY-nA7p5O1jKGYCnotF4r8pzvdhnOdQRh-Si-dmd6HHQlviKWrDjVKTp_2y72JxQUJ32acH0LXE1dRkYg8LaZ9pQ5VwS1Ez48oIM/s1600/PHT1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw5d4QsZjKuzylHs3700imO4YGi8Z4W6OSY9xmgwrHY-nA7p5O1jKGYCnotF4r8pzvdhnOdQRh-Si-dmd6HHQlviKWrDjVKTp_2y72JxQUJ32acH0LXE1dRkYg8LaZ9pQ5VwS1Ez48oIM/s200/PHT1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515606747672630338" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYp70-TW1ya0X1GNtz6I3omwW2E9l6pP4H9mJpFxOG1NcpidNVB1ChGtamewirtJszaw_IVWYvA047vMfFTWu72j8imGDf0WwXq1T_D1wzxvVTyu5CYfYYlKASp3SCCq68X0QDp2IFcw/s1600/Robin.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYp70-TW1ya0X1GNtz6I3omwW2E9l6pP4H9mJpFxOG1NcpidNVB1ChGtamewirtJszaw_IVWYvA047vMfFTWu72j8imGDf0WwXq1T_D1wzxvVTyu5CYfYYlKASp3SCCq68X0QDp2IFcw/s200/Robin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515607281103466434" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmG1OtV6fca5k1GTFq2PepJJ2rxDZY0dM63NYwPNAT4dq1SabqCiM59a4DNnIW4GqUzRuGVDb3G8KG7KfKGnX0j5aMNGxNgny4dCjPieJfJb4K5e8qe4aybSyanlsU0bhyA0Psd0Nnrbo/s1600/Stan.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmG1OtV6fca5k1GTFq2PepJJ2rxDZY0dM63NYwPNAT4dq1SabqCiM59a4DNnIW4GqUzRuGVDb3G8KG7KfKGnX0j5aMNGxNgny4dCjPieJfJb4K5e8qe4aybSyanlsU0bhyA0Psd0Nnrbo/s200/Stan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515610325888555170" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />It was time to leave. Robin went.</span><br />Eleven people, 30l of Bier, it does not last forever. Craig became the even more perfect host by offering us Yvonne’s stash of Edelstoff. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCbn9zjPZN6VXLMyETnpkghsYgOE60HlcfWNloBKRpUCWtlqYrJlYX7c7qbaA3abKZv2DxXML54mOqnf04NFtnmLJNnrvWCEpXU4qVh3R9E-wxwjo03PFSLaym0ZdAUmw5G8xRKRMYKsY/s1600/Steve.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCbn9zjPZN6VXLMyETnpkghsYgOE60HlcfWNloBKRpUCWtlqYrJlYX7c7qbaA3abKZv2DxXML54mOqnf04NFtnmLJNnrvWCEpXU4qVh3R9E-wxwjo03PFSLaym0ZdAUmw5G8xRKRMYKsY/s200/Steve.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515611714959503458" /></a>Craig and Yvonne saw us off the premises. Perhaps they were simply checking that we were not disappearing with the silver cutlery or a painting of a locomotive. Whatever, the door slammed closed leaving our hosts stranded outside their home. Bye!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8NIYI9TDZcXQ1eawFvaN5rIjuNFKsZT1_g62qM67UfaBXrwQk_7r4wJyStode6nCinf3DbwTgGIaQIxQC96tg1jOnew_FGl58NpEXsWVQcmkiKOTeG8oDwHnbfd7t3liqPNMaStsqQKc/s1600/End.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8NIYI9TDZcXQ1eawFvaN5rIjuNFKsZT1_g62qM67UfaBXrwQk_7r4wJyStode6nCinf3DbwTgGIaQIxQC96tg1jOnew_FGl58NpEXsWVQcmkiKOTeG8oDwHnbfd7t3liqPNMaStsqQKc/s200/End.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515612137690880354" /></a><br /><br />There was a quick bus ride to the Allison Arms on Pollokshaws Rd for a quick Bier. Marg joined the happy group, Steve went a hunting in the West End. Jonathan disappeared to Waxy O’Connor’s. Well somebody has to go there, allegedly.<br />Howard and Tracey took the bus, Marg drove a by now very relaxed Dr Stan, Lord Clive and Hector to the West End.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuZajgiZjS3yxsO453nGDlKBW0YJvHgzwe_UNcrl0gzLaUuQL-3LW9eCwgN28hXawMHf6I5KE3K0IX95CN4P8NG0SCoFTpgaUpnzSZm_C_q-hkT0UAeFD8gKNwCCNhWkDrthDquRP-dI/s1600/Hand.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuZajgiZjS3yxsO453nGDlKBW0YJvHgzwe_UNcrl0gzLaUuQL-3LW9eCwgN28hXawMHf6I5KE3K0IX95CN4P8NG0SCoFTpgaUpnzSZm_C_q-hkT0UAeFD8gKNwCCNhWkDrthDquRP-dI/s200/Hand.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515612576120020754" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">St Louis Blues</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpoi6dPUAeabN1jBkwN2hOPTpmhZIk5uTcYgzNR21l_Cevyr7j-QOCHHAoKnmZfAiBn4SMyFjU3Dz0Tm-0OKJZjw0t1LP8bzAOQwj1ypg4JDeC4o-rRAtIkFDflG9oDKnIb-o_dYBiX6A/s1600/StL.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpoi6dPUAeabN1jBkwN2hOPTpmhZIk5uTcYgzNR21l_Cevyr7j-QOCHHAoKnmZfAiBn4SMyFjU3Dz0Tm-0OKJZjw0t1LP8bzAOQwj1ypg4JDeC4o-rRAtIkFDflG9oDKnIb-o_dYBiX6A/s200/StL.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515621513601384882" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilrURVYrO36JmixfMSx0rBmPWSrfxFjSNBnnVp0FbweFlst7kcAQO6IT76blM3Wm9A7jhTq5VukFB6bb3kSKF7_Z6liyGWn0o24dcjQqsdkuCPJ1nYJe9DxiQSzeg6ICm3wqvoUOO8veY/s1600/Will1.JPG"><img style="float:centre; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilrURVYrO36JmixfMSx0rBmPWSrfxFjSNBnnVp0FbweFlst7kcAQO6IT76blM3Wm9A7jhTq5VukFB6bb3kSKF7_Z6liyGWn0o24dcjQqsdkuCPJ1nYJe9DxiQSzeg6ICm3wqvoUOO8veY/s200/Will1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515621927911409762" /></a><br />The St Louis has recently opened at the far end of Partick, Thornwood. That Steve knows Juliet one of the owners is what brought it to our attention. There is Williams Bros Bier on draught permanently, a big attraction. The Joker is wild! However it was the Ceilidh Lager that was available this evening. Juliet and Steve were assembled as was a table for the remaining six survivors.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXIFgJw8lRquDVp3F5MmHQE_oHAUiYlJ-dHBUXGhXGYM4mfIJZKvFN8JQXKRr4CVHhVSX8N6O_QLGmV9nx9J47jHZzB6sUEl1308vo-rZ2D38iVDRc4DhPgG5K0cKCAnsGPBZ_HHnTNLw/s1600/S+J.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXIFgJw8lRquDVp3F5MmHQE_oHAUiYlJ-dHBUXGhXGYM4mfIJZKvFN8JQXKRr4CVHhVSX8N6O_QLGmV9nx9J47jHZzB6sUEl1308vo-rZ2D38iVDRc4DhPgG5K0cKCAnsGPBZ_HHnTNLw/s200/S+J.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515627242619566978" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1optJ4vCr3faRU2tZpmky1Jm6-tV9-rTpEmzjw42L-8mI1TGhHAbe6luZlJi3_0ZzWiqMgDoXOFO5bRslaBGVRjw2m3x5chirtJ9onCXD3lGv6-67Gxl30hXYYXiGrywpeC9UQ7UlvUY/s1600/StL2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1optJ4vCr3faRU2tZpmky1Jm6-tV9-rTpEmzjw42L-8mI1TGhHAbe6luZlJi3_0ZzWiqMgDoXOFO5bRslaBGVRjw2m3x5chirtJ9onCXD3lGv6-67Gxl30hXYYXiGrywpeC9UQ7UlvUY/s200/StL2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515627038757477906" /></a><br /><br />This a thoroughly pleasant venue. The place has a becoming atmosphere and the staff are attentive. The fact that we always drink German Bier at The Ally on a Saturday afternoon (when not away at more exotic locations) means that the Ales of The Bon accord afterwards do not have much of an appeal. That St Louis is selling the keg versions of the Williams Bros Biers means that they are being served cold! I hear my fellow CAMRA members crying however, it works for us.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlAU90-MTs-h1Py3js4atz1_vk7Er_JyWRdEwy78WJdXDhIWc7wvg8neYkjLiD5sHujcVl-a24aIzRBhXOeNHi_s73zWYdFjror9R1Zpms-HwvWOJvgyCotDrL28AtPbgAGUZpTt8-hA/s1600/StLGroup.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlAU90-MTs-h1Py3js4atz1_vk7Er_JyWRdEwy78WJdXDhIWc7wvg8neYkjLiD5sHujcVl-a24aIzRBhXOeNHi_s73zWYdFjror9R1Zpms-HwvWOJvgyCotDrL28AtPbgAGUZpTt8-hA/s200/StLGroup.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515623039875919026" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGZeAW3JGDz8j-HfNeODI9Md5AN8X7_B4W8FwHFtzRDp0b47CpbernBiGKPjrBv2O-V59OExQ2W8aR9fheNILYhy-43IHNMRELSYrOT4FNTGcxyYH_4x8jtW38W_kFvABFUjHDImPQzI/s1600/Clive+.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGZeAW3JGDz8j-HfNeODI9Md5AN8X7_B4W8FwHFtzRDp0b47CpbernBiGKPjrBv2O-V59OExQ2W8aR9fheNILYhy-43IHNMRELSYrOT4FNTGcxyYH_4x8jtW38W_kFvABFUjHDImPQzI/s200/Clive+.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515621299656088482" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSNMcJWy7NUMVK5DAKdD7joqGBLj7IvW-71UxCECGiLQuckQq7WavPvPB6csjHwK4cGNsBlI1ZFhMaLeqVsO61oxVcPrWYTZXIhroruraeQ9LBl_RkIFq_k166xBZdfNUtAE87LbKRLwk/s1600/Amigos.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSNMcJWy7NUMVK5DAKdD7joqGBLj7IvW-71UxCECGiLQuckQq7WavPvPB6csjHwK4cGNsBlI1ZFhMaLeqVsO61oxVcPrWYTZXIhroruraeQ9LBl_RkIFq_k166xBZdfNUtAE87LbKRLwk/s200/Amigos.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515620429317481090" /></a>Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-38765637471299867452010-08-31T21:49:00.001+01:002010-08-31T21:51:14.169+01:00The Pyraser is at The Doctor'sThe Fridge of Havelock is accommodating.Hectorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00756496686677254186noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-53734220147807908482010-08-10T22:13:00.002+01:002010-08-13T00:20:17.159+01:00Over and Out<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">So that's it for another year - the last person is heading home; the Happenstance is over!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Thanks, as always, to Hector - without his organisation, the trip would not have happened. It is, of course, easy to talk about planning a trip abroad, but how many take it beyond that?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Looking back, I suspect too much bier was consumed - particularly in a certain tent in Hilpoltstein... It might be some time before I attempt another 0730 bier!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">We are, of course, already planning next year - it will be a different trip! Details will leak out in due course.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I'm sure it won't be too long before there are other entries here...</span></div>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-67453384842326267292010-08-09T23:08:00.001+01:002010-08-13T00:10:12.680+01:00One for the Road…<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The 2010 Happenstance is definitely coming to an end! Everyone except Bernard and Steve left </span><st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Berlin</span></st1:place></st1:state><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> today. Most people flew back home - I got the train to </span><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Dortmund</span></st1:place></st1:city><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> to collect my car. The remaining two leave </span><st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Berlin</span></st1:state></st1:place><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> tomorrow.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span lang="EN-GB"></span>Having arrived in </span><st1:city st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Dortmund</span></st1:city><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">, and having found my hotel, I had somehow to fill my last evening in </span><st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Germany</span></st1:place></st1:country-region><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">. What should I do…</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span lang="EN-GB"></span>At Hector's insistence, I made my way to the only brewpub in </span><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Dortmund</span></st1:place></st1:city><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">, Hövels, where the options were a Zwickle and their Original. Both were pleasant and drinkable - I can easily believe that they are the best </span><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Dortmund</span></st1:place></st1:city><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> has to offer - although this is perhaps not the strongest compliment that one could pay…</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span lang="EN-GB"></span>As tomorrow consists of a drive to </span><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Amsterdam</span></st1:place></st1:city><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> before getting the ferry home, I did not stay out too late - perhaps a sign of a good holiday!</span></p>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-37947130898044976312010-08-08T23:06:00.002+01:002010-08-13T00:11:18.160+01:00So Here's to You…<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sunday morning, </span></span><st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Berlin</span></span></st1:state></st1:place><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. What to do? After their heroics last night, Hector, Robin and Dr Stan's answer was sleep! This caused me no problems at all… On leaving, we were heading towards a curry when the offer of an all you could eat brunch was just too tempting!</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Afterwards, we made our way into the town centre to meet Howard, Bernard, Craig and Yvonne at the Lemke brewpub. Sadly, this was to be Craig and Yvonne's last drinks before they made their way to the airport to go home with the brothers McVey.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Once we had finished at Lemke, there was a schism - people being forced to choose between bier and history! In particular, one could either visit a display on the Topology of Terror - effectively, the Nazi's methods of control - situated on the site of the Gestapo headquarters, or one could travel out to Wedding to meet the brewer at Eschenbräu. Such choices! I went with Bernard and Dr Stan; Hector, Robin and Howard went their own way - to meet Steve and the brewer! I am advised that Steve's rendition of Mrs Robinson was well received by everyone apart from the owner of the guitar, who played no more that day…</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After visiting the museum, we made our way to the Potsdamer Platz version of the Haus der 100 Biere - there were indeed 100 bottled biers on the menu - although these did include Newcastle Brown and Guinness! From there, we entered the Sony Centre to visit Lindenbräu for a quick weiβebier before going further into the Tiergarten to finish off this part of the day at Brewbaker - when this closed, we left Bernard and made our way back to Wedding, where we decided to visit Eschenbräu for the first time today.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">There, Hector joined us (Robin had sensibly gone to bed as he has an early flight in the morning), and we were advised that he had spent the afternoon at the original, Charlottenburg version of the Haus der 100 Biere… Apparently, he saw no need to move from there!</span></span></p>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-62582065364873537062010-08-07T23:04:00.001+01:002010-08-10T11:06:19.009+01:00Currying favour - or not!<span style="font-family:georgia;">The pre-published itinerary suggested we meet up at the biermeile at noon. Hector decided to go for a curry at that time instead. Did he tell everybody? It seems not…<br /><br />Anyway, sampling various Czech biers en route, we eventually met up at the Augustiner tent on the biermeile - handily placed for Reissdorf Kölsch as well.<br /><br />When we eventually left the festival, the 4 of us who were Wedding-bound (Hector, Robin, Dr Stan and me) decided to pay a quick visit to the local microbrewery, Eschenbräu. Imagine our surprise when we found out that there was a special, additional seasonal bier - a Weizen Bock at 6.8%. As we were sampling this, reports were coming in of an incredibly hot curry being consumed by Bernard, Howard, Tracey, Craig and Yvonne. To his credit, Hector stuck with the bier!<br /><br />As you might suspect, the quick visit became somewhat longer… This may explain Dr Stan's decision to rescue a cat from a tree outside his bedroom - although I didn't see this myself, I'm told it involved Dr Stan leaning out of the window, being held by Hector who in turn was being held by Robin…</span>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-28882922471134217102010-08-06T23:01:00.001+01:002010-08-28T19:14:14.488+01:00The Romans don't have a word for "Delerium Tremens"...<div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">Time for another change of locus - from Nürnberg to Berlin - and a chance to meet up with Steve, Bernard, Howard and Tracey.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />Although most travelled directly, I took my car to Dortmund first - thinking of the return journey home. Despite heavy rain and being held up by an accident, I made it with plenty of time to spare.<br /><br />I met Dr Stan in Berlin (he had been on a later train that was delayed), and together we made our way to the biermeile - the Berlin Bier Festival that takes place along Karl Marx Allee. After some rather aimless wandering, we met Howard and Tracey (briefly - they were on their way home), then Bernard and Steve. All had been looking for Hector, without success.<br /><br />Having successfully decoded the cryptic text message, we were able to join up with Hector, Robin, Craig and Yvonne at the Delerium Tremens stand. We eventually left…</span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-37846006999967190642010-08-05T22:41:00.005+01:002010-08-05T23:43:28.991+01:00Hector's Trials...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /><br />Today was the day of the "Ricky Holden Excursion' - Hector-style.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Craig and Yvonne love </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Nürnberg so much, they stayed here all day, leaving the 5 remaining to follow Hector to </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Gräfenberg and </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Weiβenohe - he claimed that the breweries we were meant to visit were recommended by the eponymous Mr Holden.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Just to fill in time, we were taken to the artificial beach that had been placed beside the river close to the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Wöhrder Wiese. There may have been another purpose to this visit, but it escaped me...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJKDGxpuzqf0acNikN5UBBJTvXU9gUpcvBArojq2IAMnsvSNM36QsRPtdDWb1HmKDLSdv8UyYOaQRGXpFpSC3vfd9wS8-pNMk_w_5TgBY8tF3BDO5nyM9neNzH24lvpW-BEZ3-wc1EOw/s1600/P1000674.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJKDGxpuzqf0acNikN5UBBJTvXU9gUpcvBArojq2IAMnsvSNM36QsRPtdDWb1HmKDLSdv8UyYOaQRGXpFpSC3vfd9wS8-pNMk_w_5TgBY8tF3BDO5nyM9neNzH24lvpW-BEZ3-wc1EOw/s200/P1000674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502055919757432210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_O1z9H_p6zIu3SIa4LMJKvlQyewFdxkoRx-BS-eZD2Ei_KEaewqABFn1KNIbyVva2L622ZuEKPauFtyiqlzhwQ5BB4Zch4hd2_qj9kazQqegq7Z2FDRmh6nktUHkGJeKQTniYxjGTfgc/s1600/P1000675.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_O1z9H_p6zIu3SIa4LMJKvlQyewFdxkoRx-BS-eZD2Ei_KEaewqABFn1KNIbyVva2L622ZuEKPauFtyiqlzhwQ5BB4Zch4hd2_qj9kazQqegq7Z2FDRmh6nktUHkGJeKQTniYxjGTfgc/s200/P1000675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502057132103696562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5r3ToNwYfo48wmMFERNU-KrZvtP0cBOdDuRRJwQ8fRebA9ko28vy0YvCaoY-fIq72RQbAfATlzr4Xx93vbCKEJkRqaZpom9ytqtwZhutqTSebvGtr2EJCfKY9a-_TtBmFXhiqv0GYRuI/s1600/P1000677.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5r3ToNwYfo48wmMFERNU-KrZvtP0cBOdDuRRJwQ8fRebA9ko28vy0YvCaoY-fIq72RQbAfATlzr4Xx93vbCKEJkRqaZpom9ytqtwZhutqTSebvGtr2EJCfKY9a-_TtBmFXhiqv0GYRuI/s200/P1000677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502057140720063922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">First stop on the journey proper was </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Gräfenberg - I'm sure this is a lovely town, perched high above it's railway station. When we alighted from the train, a bus was waiting. By the time it was decided we should get on this bus, it had departed - this seemed to set the tone for the day.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Tired and thirsty after the steep ascent to the village, we discovered that the Friedmann brewery was shut on Wednesday's and Thursday's... Next came </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Linden-bräu - we entered the open door, selected seats and waited for service. When a person appeared, she simply stated that the pub was closed. The day was going downhill as rapidly as we would be later...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The only place we found open was a small bistro, where bottled bier was all that was available. We did not stay long...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggC24kuf5HD1fkxto1ZfKI_pmuuvFpTYVigC5NrtHQ1UfQ_xZOVE8O0PSjSldIn_YYMBJRt2AvggMvXGuAkmxQFdWJJwpWSUM0El86RYQd5BBryk1fDAplgWmqUSqKVy4Yow8Ik5ff7Ho/s1600/P1000678.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggC24kuf5HD1fkxto1ZfKI_pmuuvFpTYVigC5NrtHQ1UfQ_xZOVE8O0PSjSldIn_YYMBJRt2AvggMvXGuAkmxQFdWJJwpWSUM0El86RYQd5BBryk1fDAplgWmqUSqKVy4Yow8Ik5ff7Ho/s200/P1000678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502059172464338994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Next stop was the Wirtshaus Kloster</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">bräuerei in </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Weiβenohe. Surprisingly enough, this was open, and serving bier and food! The biers were worth drinking, although it was reported that the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Weiβ was a touch on the thin side. As the house speciality biers - the Kloster-sud and the Eucharius M</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">ä</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">rzen - were bottled, rather than draft, we tried these before departing - it was worth it!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6jZ-ew8sd2JGH32NzfN3SIgeH6-rtSyuHTgAxHzrzdLSAT93f8cI_eI4-4HcUk4ctRGKDGVh48kmmaxlK1qyX6Aejgih9tRSg16w8cathruLQqReaD-jaDeQ1DjmF5tfZp-JFPMunas/s1600/P1000679.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju6jZ-ew8sd2JGH32NzfN3SIgeH6-rtSyuHTgAxHzrzdLSAT93f8cI_eI4-4HcUk4ctRGKDGVh48kmmaxlK1qyX6Aejgih9tRSg16w8cathruLQqReaD-jaDeQ1DjmF5tfZp-JFPMunas/s200/P1000679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502059182735332530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglL_RdHSgYLchDcpzYUlyszllNVJu-rUehNXQgCHZahq2i1bQIjrsF4YRgAG8HttIX_PILx5siCS9IZqDD11PyfIjiv8CCC8n9VlIaIeKZm9lVKEzYE47yu9A-Z1-Tse0D9IW6pF3uzRg/s1600/P1000683.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglL_RdHSgYLchDcpzYUlyszllNVJu-rUehNXQgCHZahq2i1bQIjrsF4YRgAG8HttIX_PILx5siCS9IZqDD11PyfIjiv8CCC8n9VlIaIeKZm9lVKEzYE47yu9A-Z1-Tse0D9IW6pF3uzRg/s200/P1000683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502059191217682418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQBqnVrAwq1Wls8Ft7gHgIbdfo3Ohipd43pROjJYAhexzZ3Q52_XLKF-IqFaECigt7mzDNk-H2h_pDAvLqOzj_WuWQIzAM9Di0s6Hr2PqIidd4gIpdxyDS7ycI6vieEIzzdDBtQ3PLCk/s1600/P1000685.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTQBqnVrAwq1Wls8Ft7gHgIbdfo3Ohipd43pROjJYAhexzZ3Q52_XLKF-IqFaECigt7mzDNk-H2h_pDAvLqOzj_WuWQIzAM9Di0s6Hr2PqIidd4gIpdxyDS7ycI6vieEIzzdDBtQ3PLCk/s200/P1000685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502059196596897954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Having persuaded us to go for a bier then a curry, on our return to </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Nürnberg Hector lead us first to a closed pub then to ma closed Indian restaurant. Giving up, we retired to Andechs - guess who were there? If you said Craig and Yvonne, you would be correct...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Never one to give up, Hector then tried to phone a curry house - how we laughed when he told us it was closed for two months!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Hector was last seen leading Robin,Craig and Yvonne towards a curry house - for some reason, I decided not to follow on...</span></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-81126365129542825142010-08-04T21:54:00.004+01:002010-08-05T22:40:22.520+01:00Sad to say they must be on their way...<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><div><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px; "><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJymjvqQDx_LQCLwbLLzmUpUeYKet8E13jJARjZWJIPduWxbV8ayZCt0I91HT6sa6MoLE2pHHf_2fttHMl5jc_wgtLz3awNJiIx0cXu88Cci5NYH2Y5HjC9uReDXzFgyeA6j75qKSq-JI/s1600/P1000662.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJymjvqQDx_LQCLwbLLzmUpUeYKet8E13jJARjZWJIPduWxbV8ayZCt0I91HT6sa6MoLE2pHHf_2fttHMl5jc_wgtLz3awNJiIx0cXu88Cci5NYH2Y5HjC9uReDXzFgyeA6j75qKSq-JI/s200/P1000662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502041256904281922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></span></a></span></em></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Today was the last day of the Happenstance for Neil and Marg. As they were travelling home from M</span></span><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">ünchen, it seemed too good an opportunity to miss...</span></span></span></div></span></span></span></div><div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Hector accompanied them on an early train - this was to allow him to have another curry... I followed slightly later. Craig, Dr Stan and Robin visited the Deutsche Bahn Museum. Yvonne went shopping...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">First port of call in M</span></span><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">ünchen was Andechs am Dom (seems familiar, somehow...) The service there was not great, although the bier was as good as always </span></span></span><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">(at least the </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Weißbier was - despite ordering helles for my second drink, I was given another </span></span></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Weißbier</span></span></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">...)</span></span></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; 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"><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">From there, to celebrate Dr Stan's absence, we went to the Hof</span></span></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">bräuhaus for a quick ma</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">ß of their rather thin helles - Neil's last drink of the holiday.</span></span></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTeLtSMuy2GJupEbvbwJTuUi-12tBjXT5jrHgroAD2ctFIY8jiwNxFQMkdqBIYxlFnM-iCraQno23a7sbmDXi3Ia1puZOLnpR1fWyhGZJ6M0hA7rE7SR2ZoTw6RgdMy8S08yYcBWhuQM/s1600/P1000665.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTeLtSMuy2GJupEbvbwJTuUi-12tBjXT5jrHgroAD2ctFIY8jiwNxFQMkdqBIYxlFnM-iCraQno23a7sbmDXi3Ia1puZOLnpR1fWyhGZJ6M0hA7rE7SR2ZoTw6RgdMy8S08yYcBWhuQM/s200/P1000665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502041271972181762" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><em style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The time came for Marg and Neil to go off to the airport. Myself and Hector had to go to the Augustiner brewery just to ensure the Edelstoff was up to scratch. It was...</span></span></em></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl45L0sNGCwYRt_DNohBD-8zy0WJt0vDxYvEBY7cHt-aA4kRoQ0cyMJ4ycCIzlHtUbl1L40re64vschT6qpR5SWjFPi1GBzUXtFK8gHPVWzxiHg6RyH-kEwHol59aqmn5pciWrhW2DD8E/s1600/P1000669.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl45L0sNGCwYRt_DNohBD-8zy0WJt0vDxYvEBY7cHt-aA4kRoQ0cyMJ4ycCIzlHtUbl1L40re64vschT6qpR5SWjFPi1GBzUXtFK8gHPVWzxiHg6RyH-kEwHol59aqmn5pciWrhW2DD8E/s200/P1000669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502042726970445634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Arriving back in N</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">ürnberg, we joined Dr Stan at Andechs to end the day with more of their spezial helles. Craig and Yvonne had departed before we got there - it seems that 8 hours in the Andechs haus in </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">N</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">ürnberg is enough for anyone!</span></span></div></div></div>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4376198673333055931.post-30072492789053824052010-08-03T21:09:00.004+01:002010-08-05T21:53:07.465+01:00Rallying in Nürnberg...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">After a leisurely morning, we left Hilpoltstein to travel the short distance to </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Nürnberg, our home for the next few days. I suspect the change of scene did us good!</span></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Our first port of call was the Andechs house - Craig was getting desperate for their spezial hell... He wasn't the only one, either. From there, we split up nand made our separate ways through the Altstadt before meeting up again in the shadow of the castle. There were some signs of problems - it being reported that both H</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">ü</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">tt'n and the Altstadt brewery appeared to be closed for the summer.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZmWIV2AJOO4cXtD3oe83ixm3I8yG8Ue3bRWbp52JqMj8M_iq8ciqtwZUje8dM0rnqBU624WQE1mKN6ZfZ6ncKxkT5ssHPASBn1fcQdzC7K9Kk_w2jDsKG63EwY1sMEOU7bH52u2i1Ptc/s1600/IMG_1027.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZmWIV2AJOO4cXtD3oe83ixm3I8yG8Ue3bRWbp52JqMj8M_iq8ciqtwZUje8dM0rnqBU624WQE1mKN6ZfZ6ncKxkT5ssHPASBn1fcQdzC7K9Kk_w2jDsKG63EwY1sMEOU7bH52u2i1Ptc/s200/IMG_1027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502028275930345058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Sadly, the Schlenkerla Schranke was no longer in existence either - although it's replacement, the Augustiner Schranke, serving draft Edelstoff and draft Schlenkerla more than made up for this!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFtpjwCQti7vjoghccAaC4svaP_jsamLs0o16pfpoRfEBiQNkUp73WsKAOYQ9BFTqQQRJ7GGVX4My6EF-ktuxYz8Ns805e3AM3pEDtKvGJD2D0opQmSLEHVff3r26NTW8yXXlWsKoodE/s1600/IMG_1023.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFtpjwCQti7vjoghccAaC4svaP_jsamLs0o16pfpoRfEBiQNkUp73WsKAOYQ9BFTqQQRJ7GGVX4My6EF-ktuxYz8Ns805e3AM3pEDtKvGJD2D0opQmSLEHVff3r26NTW8yXXlWsKoodE/s200/IMG_1023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502028295519676130" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcDhgAeV8kyXNMzC4fVNhnVYILc4Xg1fzlwr8awNfmFaDaVW9XdnTBHpCZbpZHWvbza6GPz1wodXWDYs9O68bFRfDUCbXD-o9dc-BJ10OwK87PQ1-GCl62N7z0p158zU7ZIzSBn0U0bM/s1600/IMG_1025.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcDhgAeV8kyXNMzC4fVNhnVYILc4Xg1fzlwr8awNfmFaDaVW9XdnTBHpCZbpZHWvbza6GPz1wodXWDYs9O68bFRfDUCbXD-o9dc-BJ10OwK87PQ1-GCl62N7z0p158zU7ZIzSBn0U0bM/s200/IMG_1025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502028290710704626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAoTIytjo31K5syBj0IumdC25YhPVVGGAVwfDpV_ObZbeeVX_A_FUTz15gRvJVxkSy8c-F2wGsF_QZPqtO-lkjdty_IWMfy6SNHsPvtOIzx8JrsEOeC_R2ntcRf8SHoC1gcnW6OCrXMA/s1600/IMG_1026.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKAoTIytjo31K5syBj0IumdC25YhPVVGGAVwfDpV_ObZbeeVX_A_FUTz15gRvJVxkSy8c-F2wGsF_QZPqtO-lkjdty_IWMfy6SNHsPvtOIzx8JrsEOeC_R2ntcRf8SHoC1gcnW6OCrXMA/s200/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502028278225017250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">In search of some local bier, the next port of call was Steichele, where the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Linden-bräu kellarbier was adequate - not a good enough recommendation for Craig and Yvonne! From there, Hector and Marg headed off in search of <a href="http://curry-heute.blogspot.com/2010/08/sangam-nurnburg-first-happenstance.html">curry</a>. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdkmpP7AwopLlJAcKv5XTCIal4wqPAVPxyre-LvxsL0XNSYHAL0A0a1rxYJgi0H1xH5QggZLkxIIDmdLL82MW7NjgKSu82yxEdbYl7CXmNSurSMG4VwAowNdnI20k3GIYQSsEZFGSgKd8/s1600/IMG_1032.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdkmpP7AwopLlJAcKv5XTCIal4wqPAVPxyre-LvxsL0XNSYHAL0A0a1rxYJgi0H1xH5QggZLkxIIDmdLL82MW7NjgKSu82yxEdbYl7CXmNSurSMG4VwAowNdnI20k3GIYQSsEZFGSgKd8/s200/IMG_1032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502029779697570658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVl6xvWZpIDTI91G3wcYprL0y_iy06sCIFrek22RS9U4MfuRb0AtZGUYLIwL2FvQxm2G5jyJFpWJtLWTXKaD2yHKZLImADrdW1VHI7rVkCZIfzCFPiLdm3yHlq9GXxMu4UE40JDrlG_Y/s1600/IMG_1033.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVl6xvWZpIDTI91G3wcYprL0y_iy06sCIFrek22RS9U4MfuRb0AtZGUYLIwL2FvQxm2G5jyJFpWJtLWTXKaD2yHKZLImADrdW1VHI7rVkCZIfzCFPiLdm3yHlq9GXxMu4UE40JDrlG_Y/s200/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502029774667337970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqF4syTPCfpCwol2uLhQ65AAm448nuJrFNT3e6zpyqmuS7Wtiv7WrS2dtTa7wlV2euGVf8g7bCPydHzqvN048wbaL1b5Pz5e9_KPEUf-hEkllrfaZewRmBTFgAeAmPj8qFoq-DXMKCK4/s1600/IMG_1034.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSqF4syTPCfpCwol2uLhQ65AAm448nuJrFNT3e6zpyqmuS7Wtiv7WrS2dtTa7wlV2euGVf8g7bCPydHzqvN048wbaL1b5Pz5e9_KPEUf-hEkllrfaZewRmBTFgAeAmPj8qFoq-DXMKCK4/s200/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502029766407975682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">We made it to Tucher-B</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">räu am Opernhaus - just across the road from our hotel - to meet Craig and Yvonne again, and to finally drink some bier from a </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Nürnberg brewery! Good reports were received about all the biers sampled.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ3wC3ftvN-AfFeXA2tm87JXv_hpATEQfDD6uUS9XOm6P7Wy-Rw9QoSlOE8vqSTmNamwAcmrKpr5pA34cIkCF5oUwd2ApWRO1p2i_VBcm799jbDI7Pcd0rl8le3FiaiVZ21VUMXsU9EJY/s1600/IMG_1035.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ3wC3ftvN-AfFeXA2tm87JXv_hpATEQfDD6uUS9XOm6P7Wy-Rw9QoSlOE8vqSTmNamwAcmrKpr5pA34cIkCF5oUwd2ApWRO1p2i_VBcm799jbDI7Pcd0rl8le3FiaiVZ21VUMXsU9EJY/s200/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502029756434360898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span></a></span></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;font-family:Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Jonathanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08837359899909904655noreply@blogger.com1