Stuttgart

Last night out in Stuttgart with Eli and Kirst: English Birds. It is sad to say goodbye but what better place than the spring fair. A fair in Germany would remind you of that anywhere in the world, just with a German flair: over priced rides operated by shady looking carnies on which half the trill is provided by the fact that it has not been properly maintained since 1934. The German touch is nice however: Bratwursts and beer. In the middle of the fair grounds is a large barn. In Kansas this barn would be filled with prize livestock, here it is filled with endless rows of picnic tables, a German folk band, and hundreds of locals swing liter steins back and forth in the air drunk out of there gord on a Saturday afternoon.

It also must be mentioned that I believe English is more closely related to German than Schwebish, the local accent around Stuttgart.

GPoD: I’m sorry but I can not understand a word you are saying! – Entschuldigen Sie mich bitte, aber ich nicht habe verstanden.