This was our first truly tourist experience. Granted, we're nowhere near fluent in French, but we can get around. But Germany? That's a whole different ball game. Our first task: order a coffee. Man, how easy this would have been in French. Luckily the menu was written mostly in English, but the middle-aged woman at the register certainly wasn't speaking English. Apprehensive, we approached the counter. The woman glanced at us, beckoned to her young co-worker, and the girl took our order in English. Phew, what a relief! But also, embarrassing and pretty humbling. We sat down in some comfy chairs. Our second task: learn some German. We were in Germany, for crying out loud! What were we thinking, not learning German before we got there?! We attempted to learn things like: thank you, excuse me (much more difficult than "pardon", we really couldn't figure this one out), where is the toilet?, and others. Finally, our friends arrived. And boy was it good to see Harding folk again.
We then met Simone and she took us to the castle of Karlsruhe. Unfortunately, it was raining and so we didn't take the camera with us :( Picture Versailles, but yellow, and not quite as extravagant and set up as a museum inside. All in all, it was a fairly impressive building. That night we went to the Karlsruhe Christmas market for dinner. This one was much more quaint than the ones in Strasbourg. Simple, yet very Christmas-y, and delicious food! Here, we had our first bratwurst. Mmmmmm.
| A from-inside-the-car sample of the Black Forest. |
Let us also not forget the second best part of Germany: the language. Written or spoken, German just cracked us all up. It's like you take English words, squish them together to be one word, and add a bunch of consonants. It's awesome. And the spoken language! That doesn't even sound real. We had a good time listening to and trying to decipher it while we were there. Allow for just one example. The word for table manners (according to wordreference.com) is Tischmanieren (oh, and all nouns are capitalized). See the word "manner" in there, sort of? So if tisch is the word for "table", you just take the two words, smush them together, and get table manners. Simple as that. How can that not equal a good time?
The next day we headed for Stuttgart, about an hour or so from Karlsruhe, and were actually surprised to be welcomed by a very impressive city. Simone had some errands to run, so the four of us just wandered around, checked out an old castle, and ate. Here's a little of what we saw:
| One section of Christmas markets. Stuttgart's downtown had several sections of markets. |
| Just a few examples of their wide range of chocolate flavors and fillings. |
| This is just a replica, but a short instructional video told us that the cocoa bean comes from these babies! I mean, these things are BIG! like the size of a coconut! We were in shock. |
We headed back to Simone's and spent a wonderful evening and morning laughing and eating and talking. We ate some sauerkraut, had some homemade bread, sang some Christmas carols around the piano, and continued on our way to Strasbourg, take 2.
Now, obviously this post is getting kind of lengthy, but Strasbourg part 2 just doesn't really merit an entire new post, so we'll go ahead and tag it on here. The thing about Strasbourg is that we knew absolutely nothing, culturally speaking, about what to do there, and it's not very big (compared to say, Paris). We were just blindly going to see the Christmas markets. So we spent the better part of 4 days walking around the same places, looking, and eating. Luckily for us, the sights and food were all amazing. Here are some more pictures of our time with John and Jen:
| Behind us is the part of Strasbourg known as "Le Petit France," characterized by the houses with the wood rafter-type things you can see here. |
We did get to meet up with a friend from our church in Chaumont, meet an older woman staying in our hotel who was from California and super cool, attend a pretty boring and not very impressive organ concert, see part of a dress rehearsal for a Christmas play at the cathedral, and pretend we were judges at an outdoor patinoire (ice skating rink) for a good hour. All in all, not too shabby. On December 24th, 2011, we took the long and expensive trip back to Chaumont.