This post was written in November 2018. Sorry for the confusion!
On Monday of this week, I wrote a tale of woe about the toilet seat in our upstairs bathroom. The bumper on the old toilet seat in our current house busted the other day. Bill decided to get a new seat. Off we went to the Toom in Herrenberg to find one.
Bill was armed with the measurements he’d taken of our current commode. We spent several minutes perusing the impressive array of toilet seats available at our handy German hardware store…
There’s a whole wall of seats. They range from the colorful to the plain.
Bill found a couple of contenders.
I was amused by all the beach scenes, especially since I grew up pretty close to the ocean and miss it.
I probably would have preferred the zebra.
I was eyeing the toilets jealously, but then remembered that our new house has new toilets… or so we were told. To be honest, with all the houses we visited, it’s hard to tell who said what. Suffice to say, I don’t think the toilets in our new house are “water saver” types like the one in our current house’s upstairs bathroom.
Bill paid about 30 euros for the new seat, then we headed into Herrenberg for lunch. We could have had lunch at the Toom, since they have a full scale snack bar there. We got to town a little bit later than optimal for lunch. It was about 1:30pm, which is getting close to “pause” time. I’m going to miss Herrenberg, so I took a few pictures.
I took a photo of this store because I hope someday to visit and buy a table here. They have some really beautiful custom made tables in this shop on the main drag through town. It’s called Lieblingsholz.
Closing down the Saturday market.
A charming sign…
Just before we stopped to take a picture of this sign, we stopped at our favorite local pizzeria. It was closed today, just as it was last time we were in Herrenberg. I was looking at the sign and an elderly German guy came over and asked us if we wanted to “have a coffee”. I was actually talking to Bill when I said, “What did you say?”, but I guess the guy thought I was talking to him. It turned out the German gent spoke perfect English. He told us about a really nice bakery down the street that serves coffee. We were very charmed by his inclination to help us find coffee, even though we were looking for lunch and have lived near Herrenberg a total of six years over two tours! It was such a nice, welcoming gesture, though!
Herrenberg kind of feels like home. I fear Wiesbaden may not feel that way to me, because it’s so crowded and people have more money there. But I have met people from Hesse who live down here near Stuttgart and I have met a guy who is married to someone from Stuttgart who lives in Hesse. So I guess we’ll find some friendly folks regardless.
Yesterday, Bill stopped by our vets’ office in Herrenberg to pay for the dentals we had them do on our dogs and take care of the VAT form. One of the vets had recommended that we stock up on wormers and flea and tick pills, so it would be on the VAT, too. I’m going to miss our vets, too. They’ve taken great care of our boys and I’ve gotten to know them fairly well, for professional purposes, anyway. I told them I wouldn’t be surprised if we came back to the area at some point. This is the place for guys like Bill.
We ended up at Hanoi Pho. We have eaten there once before and I remembered liking the food. I liked it today, too.
Shot of Bill after he asked our waiter what the lady next him was having. She had a bowl full of fried stuff that looked just right for me.
But I ended up having shrimp with vegetables and peanut sauce. Unfortunately, this had a couple of mushrooms in it, but Bill came to my rescue. It was otherwise very good and lightly spicy, if not a little heavy.
Bill went with pho made with beef and noodles. In the picture, you can also see the mushrooms he took from my dish. Thankfully, there was just one cut into a few pieces. It didn’t affect the flavor of the dish. Bill used some red chili sauce in the pho and it was apparently very potent. He ate the whole thing and even threatened to drink the broth. As we were leaving, he was wiping his eyes and nose because the sauce had brought on the waterworks.
The proprietor dropped hints that he was ready for a smoke break when he brought us our bill unrequested. It came to about 25 euros. We were about finished anyway. Bill had to go look for a wrench so he can install the new toilet seat. Then he said, “I guess I better get some wine, too, since we only have two bottles. One is Moldovan and the other is semi-sweet.”
My response was, “Oh God, yes, get some wine.” That’s my Bill. Always a provider. He’s been busy today, taking care of some minor maintenance issues like changing lightbulbs and offloading trash. When he removed the old toilet seat, the bolts were so rusted that one snapped clean off. It was definitely time for a new seat. Hope the new tenants like it.
Tada! After Bill installed this snazzy new seat, he fetched a bottle of wine. I have now christened the new seat and it’s a vast improvement over the old one.
If you got through today’s post, I would like to share with you some glorious photos from a couple of sunrises this week. I think the view at our current house is the best part of our experience here. I’m going to miss it, too.
These were from Tuesday…
And these were from this morning. For about twenty minutes each morning, especially when it’s going to be cloudy, we get amazing sunrises and sunsets at this time of year. Unfortunately, the view from our new home will include a lot of rooftops. We weren’t as lucky in finding a rural location in Wiesbaden.
I took these on Tuesday with my digital camera, which is capable of zooming. I loved the big blackbird. He sits in that tree all the time, looking for rodents. Sometimes it’s exciting to watch as he and his buddies swoop into the fields, competing with the many cats that prowl the area.
I’m not sure what tomorrow has in store for us. I suspect I’ll be purchasing some rugs at the PX. Maybe we’ll stop by the Auld Rogue or something. Next weekend, we’ll be in Baden-Baden resting up and celebrating our anniversary.