Showing posts with label Germany. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Germany. Show all posts

Monday, February 20, 2012

Oktoberfest


Before we left the US we knew Oktoberfest was something we had to do before we left Germany. It's a must. Obviously.


Looks like he agrees. Who wouldn't?

Before we even got into the 10K-person tent, which happened before 8:00am, it was decided that Oktoberfest is something everyone needs to see. Once.

You've never seen so much rule and order in your life. Not to mention sanitary conditions. Truly unbelievable!



Nine of us made our way to the Hofbrauhaus Tent on a very early, very rainy opening weekend morning. After sprinting through the tent, with pushing involved, to get a table, we waited. We waited for food. We waited for beer. We waited for anything to happen. Finally, at the crack of 12:00, the mayor tapped the first keg and the 177th Munich Oktoberfest was alive. American music, with the occasional German traditional song, filled the air, as did the loud singing from instantly over-beveraged folks hailing from anywhere but Deutschland. Inevitably, things got a big crazy. Our neighboring table was particularly excitable. Chicken bones were thrown, glasses were broken. It was a long day in the Hofbrau tent, and the pretzels proved to be a nice distraction. As was the people-watching.



We made the most of our outrageous Oktoberfest Day. We held on nearly twelve hours. When 8:00pm rolled around, we were satisfied, tired, and about as sad to say good bye as we were to say hello to our pillows.

Our long day was an absolute success. Lots of great photos, lots of great memories...and I'll hold onto them tightly because it's safe to say once in a lifetime is enough for me.















Oh, Hofbrauhaus, you trouble maker.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Back to Berlin

Because no trip to Germany is complete without a stop in Berlin, and because I have rightfully deemed Berlin the second coolest European city after London, I was thrilled to learn that Reggie's mom gave us the go-ahead to plan a trip there for the three of us during the first week of her stay in Deutschland. It has been a year since Reggie and I first traveled to Berlin. Until I visited my precious London, Berlin stood alone as my favorite trip. On that marathon of a trip we only spent two fast days in this glorious metropolis and you can bet we made every minute count. (So much so that we didn't even stop to eat the second day.) The history is absolutely unmatched and the city's hip, youthful feel give it an edge over it's many competitors. In the year since we first fell in love with the home of Checkpoint Charlie and the Brandenburg Gate, I have created an extensive mental checklist of the many suggestion passed on to me, "in case you guys ever get back to Berlin." Well, we got back. And we did it right.

If you're curious why I am so crazy about this cool city, have a look at my write-up from our first stay.



To give Denise more than just a taste of our beloved Berlin, we started with the basics: 

The Brandenburg Gate



One of many, many stunning Holocaust memorials


Reichstag Dome




Museum at Checkpoint Charlie continues to be one of the coolest museums I've encountered yet.



A taste of America on the Berlin Wall

Berlin Wall




And, of course, the one...the only...Berliner Dom. Can you BELIEVE this thing?! At over 100 years old she sure looks fab for her age.




Once we had covered the totally worthwhile tourist sites, we let ourselves go in a direction different than last time. We wandered side streets, ate our hearts out, and people-watched until we were full on culture. The fact that one can do that--step outside of the tunnel of world-renowned monuments and be equally as entertained by the art and food offerings of a city is what make cities like Berlin, London, and Paris so fantastic.

Spree River

One of many super neat bistros available for us to choose from. 




Granted it doesn't look like much, but Denise's pesto pasta was as good as gold. Deemed by both she and I as the best meal of her three-week stay, this delish dish prepared by Italian-owned Toscana in Prenzlauer Berg will go down as one of my most memorable meals to date. And it wasn't even mine!

It is an unwavering truth that Germans do potatoes right. These scrumptious things, screaming with garlic and enjoyed in a biergarten, were no exception.


To advertise the upcoming World Culture Festival, volunteers started a street dance. Before I knew it, everyone around me--nearly 40 people--had joined in, including Reggie and Denise. I stayed back to avoid getting too much attention for my awesome moves, of course.

A GIANT edible Brandenburg Gate?! Genius! They're mos def onto something here.


We walked our hearts out morning, noon, and night through fab Berlin. When we were too beat to walk anymore, we found home at a totally neat, totally mod apartment in Prenzlauer Berg courtesy of one of our favorite travel sites, waytostay.com. If you're looking for an apartment for 3+ nights in a major European city, I highly recommend this site. We have used it three times now--in Barcelona, Berlin, and Paris--and have yet to be disappointed. Just look at this super kooky and equally cool apartment:




Here's where they first stepped over the modern/little too odd line...

...and here is where they planted their feet firmly over the line. But hey, it sure was a great conversation piece. Nevertheless, we all agree we would stay in the palace of oddities again.


With thanks to Berlin's many, many cool possibilities the three of us had a memorable stay. As tends to be the case with any major city, the more we saw of Berlin the more we wanted to see. Regardless, we left feeling grateful, content, and curious as to when the next time would be that we would be back in Berlin.  Unsurprisingly, my "if we ever get back there" list continues to grow.


Monday, June 6, 2011

Lüneberg


About 45km southeast of Hamburg lies Lüneberg, a cute-as-can-be town that is home to 75,000 lucky folks. Holger asked us to choose a day trip spot 50km or less from Hamburg to visit. We chose Lüneberg and were instantly happy with the choice. The town couldn't be sweeter.

Nope, it's not a ghost town. This is just how Germany looks on Sundays. 

Lüneberg is smaallll--you can walk around it's square-shaped map in less than an hour. The city is as perfectly kept as it is small; the building facades are in tip-top shape and each one is different from its neighbor.  The eye-appeal is great for me and less-than-great for my travel partners because it meant they had to slow their pace to turtle-speed to manage my endless photo-taking activity. They were great sports. 




Luneberg's Rathaus, or Town Hall 





I've now deemed Lüneberg the 'pretty door capital of northern Germany.' 


Just trust me, I'm sure you'll agree...













What? You can't tell this is a pharmacy? 

The Church of Luneberg


There. I think I got them all. 




Our short trip to lovely Lüneberg was proof that though just about everything shuts down for the day, Sundays can absolutely be fun-days.