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President’s Day Weekend in Regensburg… Part 6

Sunday morning, we decided we were going to have breakfast somewhere other than the hotel.  We got up, got dressed, and ventured out in the the chilly weather in search of a good breakfast.  It seemed really dead in the city, but then Sundays in Germany are often pretty “chill”.  We went back to that restaurant where the really awesome buffet was on Saturday, but they weren’t open until 10:00am and Bill was hungry on account of losing his dinner the night before.  So we wandered around some more before we ended up at a really cute restaurant called Cafe Lila.

Cafe Lila!  A good bet for breakfast!

A pretty young woman behind the bar wished us a good morning as we took one of the few unreserved tables.  We paged through the menu and noticed they offered incarnations of breakfasts from around Europe.  They had a French breakfast, a German one, a Scandinavian one, and a Greek one, among others.  Bill chose the German breakfast, while I had the English breakfast.  I had to laugh at the American breakfast, which was about 9 euros and seemed to have everything in it but the kitchen sink!

Bill has coffee.  I have a perfect cappuccino and a small glass of what tasted like fresh squeezed orange juice.

Bill’s German breakfast had the usual cold cuts, cheese, and fruit, along with some very nice breads.  My English breakfast had fried eggs, bacon, baked beans, tomatoes, and toast.  It was very nice!

 

I wasn’t quite ready to leave after we ate, so I had an African cappuccino.  I think it was basically like a mocha.  It was delicious!  Bill had more coffee.

 

It was interesting to sit in Cafe Lila for awhile.  It’s obviously a popular place that offers a lot of vegetarian friendly food as well as stuff for us omnivores.  There were two guys sitting behind us who were deep in conversation over wheat beers.  Later, they switched to rum long drinks.  I like how no one cares if you drink during the morning in Bavaria.  We just took our time and soaked up the atmosphere for awhile, enjoying a leisurely Sunday morning.  We had a few snow flurries, but then the sun came out and it warmed up a bit.  We were able to take another walk around the city.

More graphic graffiti.

When it came time for lunch, we headed for another brewery.  This time, we visited the Fürstlichen Brauhaus, which is located in the former coach house of the Fürst von Thurn und Taxis palace.  Though by the time we got there it was about 1:00pm, we were still fortified from breakfast.  Bill wisely ordered a couple of wursts.  I opened for Wiener Schnitzel, which turned out to be humongous…

It was our waiter’s birthday, so he wore a sign on his back.  Curiously, it was in English.

 

Actually, this wasn’t quite as huge as it appeared.  The schnitzel was rather thinly cut and covered in pretzel crumbs.  I shared a lot with Bill.  The fries were outstanding!

Bill’s white sausages came in a pot of hot water scented with chives.  He also had a very fresh pretzel. 

 

And naturally, we washed it all down with beer.

 

I saw a lot of families having lunch at this brewpub.  One couple appeared to be out with their granddaughter, who smiled really big when their waiter brought her a very ornate ice cream sundae!  I was very charmed by that scene.

A few shots around the courtyard.  I saw the food runner leaving the restaurant with what appeared to be a leash.  I also heard a dog bark.  Perhaps there is a resident Hund at the place?

Sunday afternoon turned out to be very pleasant.  The weather was warmer and the sun was out.  We walked back down to the river, where we encountered the famous sausage kitchen that has been operating in Regensburg since the 12th century.  I instantly wished we hadn’t eaten at the brewpub because I had heard that sausage kitchen was awesome.  Unfortunately, we were just too full to try it.

The wurst kitchen…  there was a long line for sausages and beer!

Guys showing off their jumping skills…

Crossing the river.

The sun was more cooperative from the other direction.

I can only assume these locks are put on the bridge by couples in love…

A beer store.

More German graffiti…

I was almost tempted to try this Mexican place, but we haven’t had much success finding good Mexican food in Germany.  Besides, we were still really full from lunch.

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President’s Day Weekend in Regensburg… Part 3

When we got back to the hotel, Bill started doing school work for his master’s program.  I laid down and promptly fell fast asleep.  I was out cold until the morning, when I woke up bewildered by how soundly I was out.  We decided to have breakfast at the hotel even though it was 17 euros a person.  I like to try breakfasts at hotels if they aren’t completely ridiculously priced.  The ACHAT in Regensburg has a very nice all you can eat breakfast buffet with a wide variety of choices, though I will comment that there are PLENTY of other places nearby that are even better and much less costly.    But you can get smoked salmon, cold cuts, breads, cereals, fruit, eggs, bacon, sausage, and just about everything else you’d want at the hotel.  It’s quick and convenient.

Since it was Valentine’s Day, Bill and I toasted with bubbly offered at breakfast.  A very nice German lady helped me figure out how to work the bottle stopper.  I had never seen one like it before, but now that I have, I may have to get one for our kitchen!

After breakfast, Bill and I took a stroll around Regensburg.  Not far from the hotel was a restaurant offering a breakfast buffet for 8 euros a person and it included a very impressive looking whole salmon laid out.  Damn… I wish we had gone there instead.  Some lady noticed me admiring the salmon through the window and struck up a conversation.  My brain froze, as it always does when people speak German to me.  On the other hand, I notice now I’m starting to understand a lot more.  I just need to learn to speak.  Or maybe not.  Some people think I talk too much as it is.

 

Interesting way to advertise karaoke.  We should have checked it out, but Bill and I are getting too old for late night bar scenes.

I love taking pictures of graffiti.  I think it’s an interesting way to see what’s going on locally.  I also like painted walls.

Here’s a sign at the entrance of a park that describes a wind storm that did major damage in Regensburg.  The storm was in 2008.  Bill and I were here for it, though our area didn’t sustain any damage.  You can still see some very weather beaten trees in the area.

A couple of shots near St. Emmeram Palace, where the family of the Princes of Thurn and Taxis live.  We probably should have taken a tour, but we were too busy wandering around, people watching.  

I’d much rather look at all the art at this very cool restaurant/bar…

Ian Anderson of Jethro Tull is going to be playing in Regensburg soon!

The Golden Arches are everywhere…  Oddly enough, I was actually thinking about McDonald’s and how we hadn’t seen much in the way of American fast food when I spotted this discreetly advertised Mickey D’s.  No, we didn’t stop by for a Big Mac.

I noticed quite a few spray painted anti-police sentiments in Regensburg.

The weather was not so nice on Saturday.  It was very cold and I wasn’t wearing a warm enough coat.  After a couple of hours meandering by the river and listening to snippets of other peoples’ conversations, Bill and I decided it was time to drink beer.  We happened upon one of Regensburg’s breweries…

This is the entrance to Brauerei Kneitinger.  From the outside, it doesn’t look that big. 

 

Once you walk in, you are greeted by a long hallway with lots of long tables and benches, as well as more intimate rooms with seating.  We went all the way to the back of the hallway to a table conveniently located by the kitchen and the WC.

Our first round.  I had a dunkel and Bill had a bock.  Both were excellent and got things off to a great start!

The menu offered a number of tempting choices.  I was in the mood for sausage and so was Bill.  He had two made of meat from “wild” animals.  My guess would be either boar or venison.  They were delicious.  I went with a more conventional curry wurst, though that was only my second time in my lifetime ordering it.  I like sausage, but am leery about things resembling American style hot dogs.  Generally speaking, German sausages are always of excellent quality– unlike their American counterparts. 

For the next round, Bill and I switched beers.  

And we ended with a couple of pils…  Our waitress was very good natured.

 

One funny thing about this brauerei is that the bathrooms are located near a door that opens to the street.  Because of that, there’s an unmanned table with a plate on it, no doubt intended for those who need to duck in for an unauthorized whiz to drop a little change.

Another thing Bill and I both noticed in the bathrooms were the condom and sex toy machines.  Bill came back from a visit laughing because the men’s room had a condom machine as well as a machine that dispensed disposable vaginas at four euros a pop.  If this sounds strange to you, let me assure you that you are not alone.

It took me a bit with my beer fuzzed brain to figure out what Bill was talking about.  I had pictured a machine that men were using to jerk off with while in the restroom.  Actually, it’s some kind of portable, fake, disposable “hole” that men can take with them to use for masturbation purposes.  I know many Germans are a lot less puritanical about sex than Americans are and I have seen condom machines in gas stations and such.  That was just the first time I’d ever seen one at a restaurant.  It was definitely the first time I’d heard about a sex toy machine, too.  I should have had Bill purchase one so I could see it up close and personal.  I’m sure we have these machines in America, too… just not in the places I usually frequent.  Apparently, Spain has some really fancy sex toy vending machines.

The machine in the ladies room…  I didn’t see any disposable dildos for sale.

Nice day for a swim…  not!

After lunch, we walked around some more… read on in the next post!

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