Sundays

A lovely Sunday afternoon enjoying Wein am Stadtpark in Mainz!

As I was writing yesterday’s post, Bill came into my office and asked if I wanted to go out and do something. We quickly decided to visit the Wein am Stadtpark festival in Mainz. We have been to that fest before, but I think it was a few years ago. I know we went in 2019, but then the pandemic came, and we usually travel for Labor Day weekend, which is when the event usually happens. Last year, for instance, we were in Iceland.

Wein am Stadtpark usually occurs during the last weekend of August and the first weekend of September. They don’t run it during the week. I’m not sure if they take all of the food trucks and such out during the week. Seems like that would be impractical, since there are people from all sorts of wineries there.

Anyway, we had nice weather yesterday. It was partly cloudy and not super hot, so we decided to go. We parked at the shitty garage near the Römische Theater, then walked through a tunnel, which had train tracks running over it, and up a hill, which put us on the road to the city park. That’s my one complaint about this fest/market. It’s not very close to a parking garage, and to get to it, you have to walk uphill. Because we didn’t eat before we went, I was unusually winded when we climbed the steps up to the street. But I recovered soon enough, and we walked on a lovely forested path to the celebration.

I got lots of photos…

We kind of took it easy at the fest. Bill had a wine schorle (white wine with sparkling water) and grape juice. I had two glasses of white wine. We also had salmon wraps for lunch. They were really good! I don’t know why the salmon truck never comes to the Wiesbaden fests! Of course, they also had a truck devoted to mushrooms (eew).

The festival was very well attended with people of all ages. They had kid friendly activities and plenty of food, wine stands, and even a Biergarten. Bill and I were noticing how beautiful the park is and saying we need to go there sometime when there isn’t a fest. I’d like to go just to try the Biergarten, which is connected to a hotel there. The park also offers views of the Rhein/Rhine River, and it’s not far from St. Stephan’s church, which is where Marc Chagall’s beautiful blue windows are.

After we visited the park, we went home and enjoyed our backyard for a couple of hours. Bill is getting ready to fly to Lausanne for the night. He’ll be back tomorrow, and then we can plan our visit to Budapest.

I do appreciate the festivals here in Germany. They’re always celebrating something. And if I had to compare the Wein am Stadtpark to the Rheingauer Weinwoche, I think I’d prefer the Wein am Stadtpark market. I just wish the parking was a bit closer. The parking garage is usually pretty full; it’s not a nice garage; and getting to the park requires a steep walk uphill, which makes it harder for fatass housewives and people with mobility issues. 😉

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Bird baths, bug eaters, and lots of beer…

It’s Labor Day weekend. In previous years, that meant going away for a short break. This year, we stayed home, because tomorrow, Bill has to fly to Lausanne, Switzerland for an overnight. He’s going to meet with one of the analysts at the C.G. Jung Institute as he progresses through the admissions process. Then, next Sunday, we will both be flying to Budapest, Hungary for several nights. Bill will be working, and I’ll be tagging along, looking for interesting photo ops.

We did a few things this weekend, though. On Friday night, we went to the wine stand. We talked to our American neighbors, a married lesbian couple with two children. One of the wives is a reservist in the military, though not posted here. The other is applying for German citizenship for herself and their children. The reservist is pursuing a doctorate in social work, so she was interested in hearing about Bill’s journey at the Jung Institute. She’s setting up a private practice for Americans and other English speakers here.

It stormed, so we sat under the tents and waited for it to pass. I couldn’t help but remember that in 2017, the awning from hell collapsed, and our former landlady accused me of negligence, because later that day, there was a storm. She claimed I was negligent for using the awning in a storm, which I hadn’t done… but obviously, it’s not uncommon for Germans to use awnings and tents when it storms. Yesterday was the anniversary of that sad event, which led to a lawsuit.

Saturday morning, I got up and went into the backyard to clean up dog poop and check the water bowls. I noticed one of the bowls was dirty. It wasn’t the first time. Then I saw a feather floating in the bowl and assumed that a bird has been using it as a bird bath. It occurred to me that maybe we should have a bird bath for the backyard. That would be a good excuse to get out of the house, anyway.

So we went to the hardware store– the one with the cool slide for kids. We searched the whole store, but they didn’t have any bird baths for sale. We also tried the Globus, which is a HUGE hypermarket. No luck there, either, although we did leave with a booze haul, Belgian beers, some groceries, and some really tasty snacks called Fonzies, which are like Parmesan flavored Cheetos. I’d say they’re superior.

Then last night, as I was sitting in the backyard, listening to music and drinking beer, I saw what appeared to be a female blackbird eating bugs. I assume she’s the one who keeps dirtying the dog’s water bowl. I put two out there, and they really only use the one on the right. The bird uses the one on the left. I am still looking for a bird bath, but maybe I shouldn’t bother. It’s going to be winter soon enough. I got some pictures of her. Looks like she was eating the bugs on Bill’s tomato and pepper plants. They say blackbirds don’t eat aphids, though… Maybe that’s not a female blackbird, after all.

As I was taking photos, the song “Maneater” by Hall & Oates came on. I changed the lyrics to “Bug eater.”

And then this morning, after being repeatedly pawed by Charlie, Bill got up and made breakfast. The biscuits turned out perfectly. So did the grits. I’m so blessed to be married to a man who knows his way around comfort food. He has really perfected making perfect biscuits. It’s not as easy as it seems!

I’m not sure what we’ll do today. Bill just asked if I want to go out. There is a wine fest going on in Mainz that we could attend. Do I want to go? I don’t know… The Mais Labyrinth is also going on, and we passed it on the way home from the store, but after we went to Globus, we were too tired to consider visiting. I always feel drained after going to Globus. It’s a HUGE store. But it was cool to watch the ladies making the melon displays as we passed. They take melons and turn them into people or animals or other decorations. Quite an impressive skill!

Anyway, that’s about all I have to write about for now. If we end up going out, I’ll update.

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So much for Labor Day weekend…

I have been itching to get out of town for awhile now.  Thanks to Bill’s new job, he no longer has any leave accrued.  We will be leaving next weekend for a vacation in Scotland and Northern Ireland, but Bill will be “in the hole” for awhile until he makes up the days he’s going to take off.

We were thinking we might sneak away this weekend, since Monday is a holiday.  Then our RAV 4 started having some problems and Bill had to get them fixed.  The car is running decently now, but it wasn’t fixed in time to book anything for the weekend.

I thought maybe we’d go to the Weinfest in Stuttgart this weekend, but our dog Arran has been vomiting.  He doesn’t seem really sick, but I don’t want to leave him alone.  So I’ve been sitting here binge watching ER on iTunes, hoping nothing shitty happens before Saturday.

Maybe tomorrow we’ll get to go somewhere fun so I can blog.

We did manage to visit Agais in Entringen on Friday night.  If you’ve been reading this blog, you may know that Agais is kind of a special place for Bill and me.  We used to go there often when we lived in Germany the first time.  The proprietor, a man we jokingly call The Mad Scientist (but his name is actually John), was delighted to see us.  He thought we’d moved back to the States and was happy when we told him we won’t be moving for at least a year.

Bill looking plucky…

Flat bread vorspeisen…

I decided to have schnitzel with t’zatziki.  It was the first time I ever had schnitzel at Agais.  It was pretty good.  Not too large.  I still didn’t finish it, though.

Bill went with the usual gyros with baked potatoes.

It was nice to see the Mad Scientist and his wife again.  I wish we could have gone somewhere else this weekend, but I hope to salvage tomorrow… or, at least miss a trip to the vet.  We’ll make up for this week’s dearth of travel blogging after our trip to the U.K.

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Our pet friendly Belgian Labor Day Adventure… Part one

Several weeks ago, Bill told me he wanted me to find us a place to go for Labor Day.  The only stipulation was that it had to be dog friendly, since our regular dog kennel was fully booked.  Since we were taking the dogs, Bill said wherever we went should also be within a few hours’ drive.  There are several places somewhat near that we want to see, so I did what I usually do when we need to make a tough choice between travel destinations.  I got out the champagne bucket.

I probably put about six destinations in the bucket and had Bill draw one out.  He pulled out Rochefort, Belgium.  I started looking for dog friendly places to stay in Rochefort and ended up finding a whole lot of vacation homes.  Apparently, there are lots of people in that part of Belgium who rent out their homes to vacationers.  Bill and I had never rented a house before, since we don’t have kids and usually don’t bring our dogs with us.  The idea of renting a house for the two of us and our dogs seemed a bit extreme.  Now, having done it, I think we will rent houses more often!

We didn’t end up staying in Rochefort, by the way.  Bill had to go to Ethiopia for a conference, so that delayed my decision on where we should go.  A few of the places that looked appealing to me were snatched up before I could book.  One location that repeatedly popped up in my research was Durbuy, a town I had never heard of prior to our visit.  I read that it was quite a cute town and very tourist friendly.  I also found Chalet Montana, a great house in nearby Barvaux, which is just a few minutes from Durbuy.  The price was right; the place was pet friendly; so I made my booking on Booking.com.

Bill went off to Ethiopia and I waited all last week for him to get home on Thursday.  He told me that despite the long trip to and from Africa, he’d be alright to drive the six hours to Belgium.  To be honest, I kind of had my doubts about that, but I went ahead and reserved us for four nights.  I very quickly got an email in perfect English from the owners of the chalet, who sent some instructions.  One thing I didn’t have to worry about was payment; Chalet Montana is set up so that you pay Booking.com.  We only needed to bring 250 euros in cash for a deposit.  The owners also suggested that we bring certain things with us, like towels, matches for the barbecue, and Senseo pods for the coffee maker.  Because we are coffee snobs, Bill made plans to bring a French press, our coffee grinder, and some nice fresh Peet’s.

What the owners didn’t mention in their email was sheets for the bed.  The chalet had pillows and duvets, but no sheets.  Fortunately, I bought two extra large beach towels that were perfect for covering the mattress.  Next time, we will bring sheets as a matter of course.

On Thursday morning, Bill got back from his business trip.  Unfortunately, he was delayed in Frankfurt due to someone checking bags and not showing up on the aircraft.  Then, once he got back to Stuttgart, he stopped by his office and then got stuck in traffic.  By the time he got home, it was almost 2:00pm.  I was a bit perturbed and so was he, especially since he hadn’t been able to sleep on the plane.  He took a shower and quickly changed clothes while I loaded up the car.  Just as we were pulling out of our town, I asked him if he’d remembered to pack the coffee.  Naturally, he hadn’t…  so I said, “Well, I guess that’ll give us a chance to try those Senseo pods.”  More on that, later.

Once we got on the road, we were delayed a bit by traffic and road closures.  It was pretty stressful getting out of Stuttgart.  Our route took us by Ramstein Air Force Base right around the time people were getting off work, so we got stuck in that traffic, too.  And we stopped at a couple of rest stops where I saw some guys peeing in public.  I mention this only because there was an article about kids and public urination on The Local Germany.  I shared it on my Facebook page and it sparked a very long discussion that went in several different directions!

I was awestruck by the beauty of the German countryside, especially near Trier, a town we visited in 2012 on our very first Space A hop.  Every time we drive through that area, I think I want to take a trip there again.  But we were on a mission to visit Belgium.  I was really looking forward to it.  During our first tour in Germany, Bill and I visited Belgium a couple of times; indeed, our first visit was to Brussels over Labor Day weekend 2008.  The Belgians embrace excellent beer, amazing frites, raucous humor, and chocolate.  What’s not to like?

Zane was like this most of the way to Belgium.  He gets nervous in cars and needs reassurance from Bill.

We stopped for gas in Belgium and Bill made use of the self service pay option.

 

The countryside in eastern Belgium is beautiful.  I couldn’t resist taking photos from our speeding car…

Just after I took this photo, we passed through a small town where a topless potbellied man stood on the side on the road.  I had my camera poised for taking photos, but did not take one of him.  He must have thought I did, though, because he gave me a dirty look as we passed.

We were supposed to get to Chalet Montana by 8:00pm, but traffic conspired to make us late.  We got there at about 8:30pm instead, where we were met by a very nice guy who had our keys and told us he manages 20 properties in the Durbuy area.  He showed Bill around while I held on to Zane and Arran, who were tired of traveling and very excited by the property manager.  After a few minutes, I entered the chalet and had a look around…  More on that in the next post!

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A dry spell…

It’s been a bit of a dry week for travel posts.  I’ve been home alone all week and haven’t been arsed to go out, so I’ve had nothing to write about.  I have been doing some thinking about places I want to visit, but I’ve already written extensively about that.  So here I sit, waiting until tomorrow morning when Bill gets home.

I am excited that in two weeks, we’ll be headed to Austria for a few days.  And Labor Day is coming up.  We’re not going anywhere for Labor Day this year because by the time it occurred to us to go somewhere, we figured the Hunde Hotel Haase would be fully booked.  I guess we’ll try to do some stuff locally.  I still haven’t been to the Ritter Sport Factory or the Porsche Museum.  There are other, lesser known places I want to check out, too.

The summer flew by and that’s a good thing.  I love fall in Germany!  Bring it on!

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Three Labor Days ago…

Bill and I usually go somewhere for Labor Day.  Back in 2007, we were about to move to Germany, so we visited San Antonio to see his mom.  We were strictly tourists on that trip and did touristy things, like visit Sea World (which then was giving military folks free admission).  In 2008, we went to Brussels, Belgium and had a fantastic time swilling beer and seeing the sights.  In 2009, we went to Budapest, Hungary.  And in 2010, we went to Key West, Florida.

It was my first time in Florida outside of an airport.  We flew from Atlanta to Miami and rented a cherry red Ford Mustang convertible, which we then drove on the Florida Keys.  We stayed in a cute little B&B and visited art galleries.  We had a dinner cruise on the Dream Chaser, which I understand has since relocated and visited a butterfly conservatory and Hemingway’s house.  We also went to Margaritaville, which was singularly unimpressive.  Probably my favorite memory from that trip was our visit to a gay bar, where there was cheap beer and karaoke.

This thing reminded me a lot of Mannekin Pis in Brussels.  People crowded around it the same way. 

Bill enjoying a lovely dinner cruise on a catamaran.

Beautiful Key West sunset…

Right after we passed the iconic Sloppy Joe’s Bar, we ran into a homeless guy…

 

The homeless guy we ran into was wearing a paper crown on his head.  He had a deep tan and wore nothing but a pair of shorts.  He had a cardboard sign that said “Dirty jokes $1”.  I bit, so he told me two dirty jokes for a dollar… and they really were very dirty!

I just realized that around that same time, we saw art by Borowski that we had purchased in Poland being sold in a Key West art gallery.  The chameleon that I bought was going for over twice what I paid for it.  If you read this blog, you might remember that in July, Bill and I found another Borowski piece for sale in San Antonio right after we ran into a homeless guy who dropped the n bomb on Bill because he didn’t need his guide services.  What is it with homeless guys and Borowski art?

Dream Chaser catamaran

Hemingway’s House

 

The Dream Chaser dinner cruise was really fun.  It was Bill and me and another couple…. The guy was in the Air Force and his girlfriend was studying to be an oral surgeon.  He was going to propose to her that night, but I think he decided to do it later.  We had dinner and hung out… The couple that ran the cruise were super laid back and fun.  I understand now they are on the west side of Florida…

We drove back to Miami and spent a night at the Epic, but we didn’t enjoy Miami properly.  Bill has to go there in a couple of weeks on business.  I would love to go back to Key West, though.  What a great place… military friendly and gay friendly all at the same time!

I don’t remember what we did for Labor Day in 2011, but we did go to Myrtle Beach last year.  With Bill’s military career ending soon, our Labor Day trips may come to an end.  Or maybe not.  It’s hard not to be nervous about the future, though.

One of many residents in the Butterfly Conservatory in Key West…

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Texas discovery… Spec’s

One good thing about leaving North Carolina is that we don’t have to deal with ABC stores here.  Texas has private liquor stores and one of them is Spec’s.  Spec’s carries an impressive array of beverages ranging from sparkling waters to rare scotches.  We even spotted a couple of the whiskies we found while we were in Scotland last year, as well as some tasty Guyanese rums I’ve had to buy online until now.

When we first visited Spec’s, it reminded me of a Best Buy store…. only for beverages.  I am not all that impressed with Spec’s beer selection, though they do have some good stuff.  I just don’t think there’s much variety, nor do I think the prices are that impressive.  If you want wine or liquor, though, it’s a good place to be…

Our local Spec’s… very much at home near outdoor malls…

Nice inviting entrance.  Bill picked up a handbasket and I shook my head.  I knew I was wanting some beer.  He knew it probably meant a $200 tab.  He wasn’t too far off.

And tequila.  We need tequila for Labor Day festivities…

Not so bad.  We’ve definitely had bigger orders.  A few items were food.

Bill checks out the beer cooler… Wish it had more interesting beers, but it’s decently stocked.

 

A couple of months ago, we found Triangle Wine Company, a great beer and wine store in Southern Pines, NC, before we moved to Texas.  It’s probably a good thing we didn’t go there sooner because they had some really fabulous stuff.  I prefer beer and wine to liquor anyway.

Texas also has Total Wine and More, which is also a good place to find unique boozes.  We have enjoyed Total Wine in Virginia and North Carolina and it’s a great place to shop for libations.

The Spec’s pictured about is not too far from where we live, though… and it helps that it’s near World Market, another favorite cash drain.  Spec’s is a Texas institution with locations in major cities around the state.

Tomorrow, Bill plans to take me on an excursion to Central Market, which is supposed to be a really nice HEB.  Maybe afterwards, I can talk him into hitting Trader Joe’s so I can get some frozen “crack and cheese”…

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