Deep fry in Silence or Roast in Honk honk!
04.07.2010 - 08.07.2010 34 °C
So after Champagne and Alsace, we were off to Germany. Just in time. Mom and Dad had begun to fight and the kids in back needed some way to forget that mom and dad were fighting.
Mom and Dad, better known as Sophie and Ben “the Leachdawg” Leachman were the only two people who could drive le bue vau(over 25) and such became the driver and their copilot/navigator. They started getting frustrated with one another so we decided to have a good time and take advantage of the open beverage laws while driving to loosen up the atmoshpere, and it worked! No sooner did an encouraging sign appear:
WELCOME TO ZE DEUTSCHLAND!
Arriving at our hostel in Stuttgart it was time to eat and time to watch the Germany-Spain semifinal in the common room of our hostel. Spain won, much to our disappointment only because we were IN Germany and seeing them in the finals would have been nuts. Dopple bad because there were hella Spain fans in Stuttgart apparently because the horns were sounding aaaaallllllllllll fucking night and with our hostel about 15m from a major artery of the city, it was an interesting night. We had two options; deepfry in silence or roast in honk honk. We chose roast in honk honk.
The next day was our travel day and we were excited because we were going to check out Christian, a fellow student’s winery in Rhiengau. I was elated because I had been carrying 3 of his wines for ten days and I had enough of a heavy, full pack. So I gave it to him and he responded like I just went to the corner store and picked up some twinkies for him. Fuck that. He was a better at giving tours then receiving bottles of wines and it was our first tour where we could lay back, say whatever we wanted and make fun of the ‘vinemakers’ giving us a tour of their ‘vinery’ and ‘vineyards’. Silly Germans. Steffan, the other Gheissenhiem exchange student met us there and we were off to meet up with Fabian (who worked at Opus 1) at ALdinger to have some New Zealand Sb, I mean Rhiengau Sb. Aldinger, with possibly the most German german had great wines and showed us the first really strong red wines that we have seen. There was a solid Pinot and a fairly big Lunberger, which surpirsed me cause this was the first wines where alcohol needed to be restrained and it was surprising. But overall, excellent quality at Aldinger.
Though the highlight of our day was not wine, but an amazing dinner in Fabbian’s vineyard with all ze Germans. When I say in the vineyard I mean IN the vineyard. Like I could reach over and bite unripened Rielsing. Oh yeah, Fabian’s grandma made the food and it was dank. Actually more scruptulescent.
At night we met ze Germans and went out in Stuttgart to have ze party time. After walking 15kms, we arrived at a club and went to town, particularly cause it was old school American hip hop.
Next day I discovered why our hostel smelled like wort. On my run I passed a huge brew house that reeked of wort and extracted sugar. MMmmmmm
We visited Marlena’s (a former exchange student) at the winery where she worked, called Reinstat von Buhl. Great wines and then we went to a old castle, climbed to the top of the tower, and then repped it at a wine festival. We paced out to our next bed at bath in worms and it was the shit. A German wedding was going on and this solo act German guy was doing the cheesiest American pop songs. We just listened, drank, laughed and had a great time downstairs, outside on a picturesque patio. Things were going great……