I’m not really loving it, but it’s fast, cheap, and easy…
I had every intention of trying out a new restaurant this afternoon. Bill and I talked about it last night and he even did the research to see when it would be less crowded. But then we got hung up with mundane Saturday chores. First off, my dog repeatedly stealth pissed all over the inside doormat. I guess he’s been sneaking down at night while we’re asleep and secretly unloading for a long while, because I suddenly smelled a strong essence of ammonia and noticed the thing was warped. So we had to visit the local Real to get a new doormat and pick up a few other things.
I was actually surprised by a few items I found at the Real. It’s always fun to see German style marketing at work. But after visiting there, I felt kind of overwhelmed and tired. I spend so much time alone that being in a crowded store on a Saturday is exhausting. At least we found a brand new version of the old mat Arran whizzed all over.
Star Wars fans take note! There’s a special drink for you! Forty years after its debut, I still don’t think I’ve yet seen the whole film!
Nor have I tasted Duff beer, Homer Simpson’s favorite brew.
One enterprising German brewery is offering a free Beer Pong set with a rack of brews. I would wonder about the quality of a beer that needs Beer Pong to help it sell.
Absolutely hideous… jean style leggings. Here, they’re called “Treggings” instead of “Jeggings”.
And finally, here’s your ticket to getting buff. I don’t think I wanna look like this guy, though.
Then we had to go to the dump to unload boxes and other assorted stuff. That didn’t take long, but it did push us closer to the dreaded mid afternoon time span when things shut down.
After that was done, we went home and I changed into lighter clothes, since the temperature warmed up. I put on a little makeup so I didn’t scare anyone. Then we headed off to Sindelfingen for what I heard was great Turkish food. Unfortunately, Bill missed the turn for the restaurant and had to do some fancy maneuvering to get to where he needed to go. And then it was clear that parking was going to be more of a challenge than we wanted to deal with.
So we went to Breuningerland intent on having lunch there after we picked up a couple of vignettes for Switzerland. There were people ahead of us, so I was looking at what they had for sale in the ADAC store. Then a young couple reeking heavily of cigarette smoke came over and enthusiastically said something in German I didn’t understand. Bill told the guy in German that we speak English, so he switched to perfect English and asked us where we were headed. We told him we were going to Switzerland. He said they were going to Austria, where they hoped the weather would be better.
We had sun when we walked into Breuningerland, looking for Swiss vignettes.
We looked for something to eat at the mall. Truthfully, there are plenty of eateries there. But it was very crowded with people and I was starting to feel overwhelmed. I was also getting hungry. When I get hungry, it’s not long before I turn hangry. So we left the mall and Bill was trying to think of alternative places to go. He suggested the Schwaben Galerie, which I am assuming would have been just as crowded.
I finally said, “You know what? Just take me to McDonald’s.”
But the clouds were out as we headed to McDonald’s. Maybe it was an omen.
Bill balked at first. He hates McDonald’s. I will admit, it’s not my favorite place to eat, either. But I was in no mood to search for lunch. My blood sugar was rapidly dropping and I was getting really testy. So we went to McDonald’s, which was also packed. I went outside and got us a table under one of the umbrellas. Good thing I did, since it started raining.
I sat forlornly, waiting for Bill as the tables filled up. I also watched some guy in a station wagon peeling out as if he was driving a Porsche. He was about as cool as a heating pad.
Grumpily, I waited for Bill to get lunch and gazed at people passing by. It seemed like the outside area was empty when I sat down, but it quickly filled up. It seemed like everyone was staring at me, taking up a table, yet without any food in front of me. After about twenty minutes, Bill appeared with our Royales… and he noticed the same couple we ran into at ADAC were also dining at Mickey D’s. Actually, I think European McDonald’s are nicer than the ones in the States. They have those McCafes, complete with real cups as opposed to paper products.
Well, at least at McDonald’s, you know what you’re gonna get.
I haven’t seen this movie, either… but I sure did have a Royale with cheese today.
I didn’t see McC, though.
After we were sufficiently fueled, we headed to Panzer, also totally mobbed with people. The food court was overflowing with everybody and their brother. I just wanted to pick up some face cream, but naturally, I ended up with a few more items. At least Zane and Arran have new toys to play with!
Now I’m at home, digesting food from the Golden Arches and drinking one of Bill’s homebrewed chocolate stouts. When I was a kid, I loved McDonald’s. It was my favorite place to eat. Now I’m not much of a fan, except when I’m desperate for food quickly and don’t want to have to think too much about what I’m eating. I have a feeling we’ll make up for today’s restaurant fumble when we’re in Italy next weekend. It’s hard to have a bad meal there, even if you’re eating at a truck stop.
Last night’s sky show. I doubt we’ll see this tonight.
Hopefully, tomorrow, we’ll be more successful on our outing. But then, tomorrow is Mother’s Day and both years prior, we’ve ended up in crowds. So we’ll see…