It was fun while it lasted

We returned to our hotel a little while ago from the public viewing area in Nuremburg where we saw Germany lose to Spain.  The crowd is very into the game, but what happened when the game was over surprised everyone I think.  There was no booing, no clapping for a good game, no sighing, no angry talk, no yelling, no patting each other on the back or hugging.  They called the game, and everyone just got up and started to head out.  Very bizarre.  I can’t imagine that happening at home.  Already you wouldn’t be able to have a public viewing like they do in Germany, since people can walk around with alcohol, but I think at home for sporting events that people are really invested in, there is some emotional expression when your team loses.  Not so much here.

And this means that we shouldn’t expect to see many flags around anymore.  We’ve had a couple of talks where it has been explained to use that Germans are uncomfortable showing any national pride, waving their flag, etc., and these things really came out for the first time in 2006 for the World Cup.  They are certainly out in full force for this World Cup but now from what we’ve come to understand, they’ll go away.  The last speaker who discussed this topic with us has never (in his 40 or so years I would guess?) sung the national anthem or waved a German flag.  All due to the uncomfortable feeling of showing any national pride. 

I am still impressed with how smooth and calm the public viewings are.  Yes there is excitement and cheering, but no one is out of hand and there were no problems that I could see.  Even the lone person waving a Spanish flag in the public viewing area was not harassed or ridiculed in any way.

I am sad Deutschland didn’t make it to the final game, that would have been awesome.  And so far the octopus has been absolutely correct.

We did have a couple of tours today-one at Staedtler, which was a factory tour.  Staedtler makes writing instruments.  It takes 10 steps to make a pencil.  It’s insane.  The factory was very clean, very efficient, and well organized.  It’s pretty green-all waste is recycled (for example, leads that get broken during the process go back to the beginning and are mixed again.)  They also seem to have a strong interest in worker safety. 

After Staedtler, we went to the Adidas group.  We toured the complex and saw their walk of fame as well as the Adi Dassler stadium that is on the grounds.  After that we went to the factory outlet store that’s nearby.

Then it was time to wander the Nuremburg city square for a little while before dinner.  Most everyone rushed though dinner to get to the public viewing area for the game.  We missed about 30 minutes of the first half, but we saw the rest. 

Tomorrow we head to Bamberg for a day trip and will arrive in Munich tomorrow evening.  Two nights there and Saturday morning our trip is over.

I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike

We are now in Nuremburg, in southern Germany.  We’re staying at a Best Western.  This is my favorite hotel so far.  I’m using the free wifi in the lobby, I have a balcony, and there’s a clock in my room.  Best. Hotel. Yet. 

Of course we’ve done a ton of things since the last time I blogged and I’ll catch up on what I can as quickly as I can.

I’ll start with Sunday.  For the 4th of July, we spent the day on a cycling tour of Potsdam.  We took the train all the way out to Potsdam and the bike rental place was only a few minutes walk from there.  I was on a ridiculously large bike and even with the seat all the way down I could barely touch with the tips of my toes.  When we were about to leave, I almost fell over so the guys mentioned to the guides that I needed a bike that I would be more comfortable on.  I got it switched out and was fine after that. 

Potsdam is very pretty, although I had some difficulty watching where I was going and looking at all the fancy villas.  (Some with Porsches and security cameras.)  We saw the villa where Truman stayed during the Potsdam Conference, and we actually cycled out to the house where the meetings took place.  It’s very pretty and belonged to some princess.  You only get to tour the bottom floor, but you do get to go into the room where the conferences took place.  We grabbed lunch here and the guys went off in search of the bench where the picture of the big three were taken, but they couldn’t find it. 

Before the visit to the Potsdam House though, we stopped by a lake to swim if we wanted or just rest for about a half an hour.  There were many people here, and many of them elected not to wear a bathing suit.  Jinny had been keeping a count of all the naked people we’ve seen on the trip, but there were too many here.  Women, men, children, young, old, it doesn’t matter.  Even our guides stripped down and went swimming.  Most of us did not-one woman got in wearing her clothes, another guy stripped down but went elsewhere around the lake, and one guy got down to his underwear.  I stood by the bank.  I did have my running shorts on under my skirt, I kind of wish I had thought to take my skirt off and go in with my shorts and tank top, but at the time I didn’t want to bother with the sand and I certainly don’t want to lug that around  in my suitcase. 

So after our somewhat shocking visit to the lake and the Potsdam House, we rode around to a few more palaces and looked around in the various gardens.  It was a long cycling tour, about 6 hours total, although we stopped often to look at various landmarks.  I unfortunately don’t have any notes from this trip, since I can barely ride a bike, let alone take pictures or notes while riding a bike, although some in our group were very adept at snapping photos while riding.  Much of the way was on shady streets or in a park, and it was luckily a little cooler than it has been, so all in all it was a nice day.  We ended by taking the train back to Berlin and having dinner in a Biergarten.  We had pizza though, not traditional German food, but our guides told us this particular Biergarten had excellent pizza, and they did. 

A great part of the cycling trip was stopping to buy fresh cherries along the side of the road.  They were delicious.  Scott (our group leader) challenged me to a spitting contest with the cherry pits.  I’d say it was a draw, I told him I got a lot of practice while running.  One of our guides, Monika, wore cherries in her ears for the rest of the day.  I’m not sure if this is something that she just likes to do, or something that Germans in general like to do.  I can say that I have seen no other Germans with fruit hanging from their ears in my 10 or so days here, so I’m thinking it’s a Monika thing.

It was nice to be outside all day and to get some exercise, and I think most of the group thorougly enjoyed the cycling tour.

After dinner Kevin and I ran to the Hard Rock Cafe.  Kevin is a huge fan of ice cream, and since I love their hot fudge brownie sundaes, this field trip worked perfectly.  There is an awesome Trabant in the restaurant, and since it was the 4th of July they had streamers and balloons and flags up to celebrate.  After dessert we hopped on the train and headed back to the hotel.

So the 4th was one of my favorite days so far.  I was very European cycling in my skirt and flip flops.  (Although I’m sure my camera gave me away.)  I wish we were more bike friendly back home.  Everyone here rides a bike.  I wouldn’t mind another cycling tour, but we don’t have time.

We’re in Nuremburg for two nights, then off to Munich for one night and then I head to Croatia for a few days before coming home.  Hard to belive the trip is almost done!

Deutschland Deutschland Detuschland

We have just returned from watching Germany play Argentina in the World Cup.  Germany won, just like the octopus predicted, and from what I understand 4 goals is quite a lot. 

I did not go to the huge public viewing area this time because I was very tired after a late night and it is incredibly hot today.  It’s a long story which I’ll go into later, but I didn’t get to bed until after 2am. 

We did have a tour this morning, at the Reichstag, the German Parliament building.  (Sorry, pictures and notes are again upstairs in my room while I try to hurriedly type up what we did today before the concert this evening.  I’m not betting on having any internet time left once that’s over.)  It was a great tour, we got to skip the huge lines out front and enter through the side.  The Reichstag building wound up in West Germany while it was divided.  There is still damage and graffiti in the building, which they decided to leave. It was pretty interesting to visit the huge room where Parliament meets because it’s being rearranged because a new President was elected on Wednesday.  They do this each time a President is elected (every 5 years usually) but since he resigned rather suddenly they had an election and are not rearranging the room to move the seats of the various political parties around.

After this tour we visited the Brandenburg Gate (where the “tear down this wall” speech took place) and the Memorial for the Murdered Jews of Europe.  (Which  I will also discuss later in a more somber post.)  The Memorial for the Murdered Homosexuals was the last stop, and then we were free.  I was a bit undecided about what to do-some people were shopping, the guys went to the Olympic Stadium, people split up everywhere.  Kerri and I ultimately decided to go grab some lunch and went with a group.  It was later than we thought, and the game started at 3, so we headed to a restaurant to watch and get some lunch.  We got there at a great time, tables were still available in the shade and we were able to order the lunch specials. 

The game started at 3.  Well, all the pregame stuff started at 3, I’m not sure when the game actually started.  It was a different experience than the game in Frankfurt because we weren’t with a huge crowd on the street, we were at a restaurant so it was a little more subdued I think.  But everyone cheered when Germany scored within the first 3 minutes.  It was awesome.  And everyone claps and cheers when the goalie stops a shot, and gasps when Argentina makes an attempt at a goal. 

The rest of the first half (to me anyway) was pretty uneventful.  I even struggled to stay awake for the last few minutes due to the lack of sleep.  But halftime rolled around and I visited a souvenir shop by the restaurant.  I missed the first few minutes of the second half, but I don’t think much happened so it was ok.  Then Germany scored 3 more goals and everyone went crazy.  It was after the second goal I think that the cameras began to show the coach for Argentina.  When this happened everyone in the crowd said “awwwww.”  This only got worse as Germany continued to score and the cameras showed him more often, and then started throwing in shots of very sad Argentina fans. 

Of course there was cheering and singing when the game was over.  A large group repeatedly sang something, the German national anthem maybe?  But overall, while everyone was happy and cheering, it was not as flamboyant as the public viewing area in Frankfurt.  I can only imagine what the public viewing area in Berlin was like.  I heard the count for the last game was 300,000 people.  I’m sure there were just as many today.

The next game I think will be this week-that’s what I’ve heard.  We should be in Nuremburg, and Scott (our group leader) said they have an excellent public veiwing area in the old town square.  I will definitely watch the next game from there.  I don’t know who Germany will play yet, but it would be kind of awesome if they won again.

And on a side note, I did wear my Deutschland Adidas shirt today, along with my lei during the game.  And Scott had a beer in mind he thought I might like, so I tried it.  I even finished the entire thing myself! 

We’re off to an organ concert now, then I plan on going right to bed afterwards.  But it was nice to have some free time today, and I enjoyed the game.  There’s just so much I want to do and we don’t have enough free time to get it all in.  I hope I don’t regret later not going to the Berlin Olympi Stadium, but really, I would rather see the Munich Stadium.  (Nothing against Jesse Owens though, I just like Pre.) 

And I’m really glad the octopus was right.  I can’t wait to hear his prediction for the next game.

Once you go Highlander you can never go back

That's a hollow hammer

After my favorite dinner of the trip so far last night, today was my favorite day.  The morning was spent on the bus which wasn’t much fun, but we stopped at at 15th century wooden church and had a brief tour.  It’s very pretty, the walls and ceiling are painted with all sorts of designs.  (We couldn’t take pictures inside, I’ll have to show you the postcard when I get home.)

Then we ate lunch on the bus.  Lunch was bagged, from the hotel in Krakow.  It was ok.  A lot of ham sandwiches and a cheese sandwich. 

After lunch we went on a raft ride.  12 of us fit onto a raft, on my raft we had two random people but they didn’t speak English so they didn’t talk to us.  This was a 2 and a half hour raft ride.  Most of it was very smooth, there were a couple of bumpy parts but nothing bad and I didn’t even really get splashed.  You had two guides with poles and they manuevered you down this river through the mountains.  Poland was on our left, Slovakia on our right.  (Gaia and I wished they would have pulled over and at least let us step onto Slovakia, but no such luck.)  We even saw a black stork.  Pictures will have to wait, sorry, but it’s very late, and while I do have an excellent internet connection here in Zakapone, I also need to be up at 6:30 because we have to meet by 8 and I have to have breakfast.  (I’m hoping I get a different room once we get back to Krakow with a better connection.  The pictures I want to post are piling up rapidly.)

We were dropped off at this little resort type area, where the bus met us.  (Which makes me wonder how people who are not on a group tour with a bus driver get back to their cars?)  We got lody there, I got a scoop of strawberry and a scoop of kiwi, both were excellent. 

We had about an hour ride to our hotel in Zakapone, which is an awesome place.  About 20,000 people live here, but during the winter our host tonight said about 3 million people come through here.  The view from my hotel is awesome.  View from my room in ZakaponeIt’s a very nice room, it has it’s own balcony and looks out over the mountains and the two huge outdoor swimming pools, which I will not have enough time to visit.  I wish we were here more than one night but I’m sure it’s pretty expensive. 

Tonight was the Highlander dinner that we were a little worried about, since our schedule just said “some surprises.”  But this was the coolest thing we’ve done so far.  Our guide picked us up in full traditional dress and took us to this small wooden house.  There was a band, all in traditional dress, plus our host I guess you could call him, he ran the show anyway, in his traditional outfit.  We began with dinner, the many shared appetizers (tomatoes and cheese, bread, pickles, a couple different kinds of sausages) before moving onto saurkraut soup.  Dinner was a pork thing, with beets and some type of coleslaw stuff and potatoes.  I didn’t eat much of this, I’m not a big fan of the beets, but the pork and potatoes were good, the coleslaw stuff was ok.  After dinner they brought out tea.  Regular tea and highlander tea.  I of course tried highlander tea, finding out too late that it had alcohol in it.  I sipped it and almost spit it out.  Whatever is in it, I forget the name, is 90 proof.  So I gave mine away and got regular tea later which was very good.  We didn’t have much of a warning that it was alcoholic, our host only said our choices were regular tea and highlander tea, and that “once you go highlander you can never go back.”  Fortunately, I never went highlander.  Dessert (which I ate while waiting my turn at the nail competition) was an apple pie type thing, also delicious. 

Our host told us a lot about traditional Polish culture, then they played music and showed us a dance.  Then people got to try to dance.  I luckily was not one of them, and since this was not bachata or salsa, I wouldn’t have stood a chance. But everyone got a chance to do something.  I’m glad I didn’t volunteer for the first activity.  There were 4 people to a team, and that team lined up behind a ski.  Shot glasses were placed on the ski in front of each person, and they had to as a team raise the ski and finish the drink.  Each team had to do this twice.  I tried the drink, I think it was caramel vodka someone said? It was not good.  I wouldn’t have made it through the activity.  But I did try a later activity.  This was an individual competition.  They brought out a log and put a long nail into it.  (Just a little bit, enough for it to stay.)  Then you had to hammer in the nail with as few strokes as possible.  You could choose from the large or small hammer.  But the head of the hammer was hollow, so you’re trying to hit the nail on the head with the rim of this hollow hammer.  Our director won with 75 strokes, Shelby was 2nd with 76.  Devin and I had 100+ strokes.  It is very difficult and requires some sort of strategy that I did no figure out in my 100+ strokes.  (And everything counts as a stroke.  If you miss the nail, even if you miss the log.)  So needless to say, I did not win the prize.  But it was fun. 

There was more dancing and drinking, they showed us some way to pass the bottle around where you say something, the person next to you says something, then you drink and then shake out the glass, then pour the drink for the next person.  I cannot remember what you had to say.  The first word sounded to me like stroganoff, the second like mazletoff (which I’m sure is spelled incorrectly.) 

There was also a highlander king and queen competition.  This was hilarious.  The women had to first peel potatoes to see who could peel the most in a minute and a half.  Then they had to dance with a guy.  It was a traditional dance, one that requires eye contact.  Laura had been saying repeatedly that she wanted to win the competition, and she did.  Her dance was hilarious, she was staring down the guy who was dancing with her.  She was quite determined and it paid off.  The guys had to do a traditional dance as well.  During the demonstration they danced with some sort of axe.  Luckily during the competition they used their hands and just did a high five.  Peter won the highlander king title and received one of the axes.  He also had to be knighted so he’s now an official highlander.

We finished with a large group dance, around and around the tiny room, outside and back in.  It was a lot of fun although very crowded.  Traditional dances are done in small spaces, since entertaining was done at home and houses usually had two rooms, one where entertaining was done, and the other where regular household chores were carried out. 

We also learned about their clothing and their music.  Clothing was made from 100% natural items.  Men’s pants were 100% wool.  Shoes were made from one piece of leather.  Women wore a long skirt and corset type thing.  If they had money they wore coral jewelry, since coral was expensive. 

We did have a pop quiz and I won a prize for answering a question correctly about an instrument.  I won a small cowbell.  That’s the highlander gps we were told. 

We finished up around 11 and headed back to the hotel which luckily was close.  Tomorrow we’re taking a cable car to the top of a mountain, then going on a tour of Zakapone.  I belive we have some free time in the afternoon, I’d like to shop.  We passed a market in town on the way in, I’m sure they have interesting things there.  

Oh, how could I forget?  The spread on the table for the bread? A huge tub of lard.  The cheese? Highlander cheese, made from sheep’s milk. 

Those are the only interesting things I can remember at his late hour, my wake up call will come early.  I definitely will not be running in the morning. I’m looking forward to the cable car andwill at my earliest opportunity begin posting the many pictures I have ready to go.

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.