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Dock

LD's Germany Thread

Got a text off him last Saturday saying he was off there this week n' that. Thought I'd get a thread started for him. Right, anybody want a cuppa whilst we wait for him to get back? Anybody got a pack of cards?

*kills time*
Grind

Interesting. My wife's purse was stolen in Dusseldorf earlier this week. Coincidence?
sheeps

Grind wrote:
Interesting. My wife's purse was stolen in Dusseldorf earlier this week. Coincidence?


Yeah that's him.
Grind

He nips out from behind those gates, makes a quick grab and, "Poof!" he's back in and the electric is back on.

Shame he didn't take the wife as well.
Plastic Man

Grind wrote:
He nips out from behind those gates, makes a quick grab and, "Poof!" he's back in and the electric is back on.


With him grabbing all these Poofs and corralling them into his gated estate, this would explain the perfect colour coordination of the soft furnishings in his house.
Grind

Plastic Man wrote:
Grind wrote:
He nips out from behind those gates, makes a quick grab and, "Poof!" he's back in and the electric is back on.


With him grabbing all these Poofs and corralling them into his gated estate, this would explain the perfect colour coordination of the soft furnishings in his house.


Good point, well made bed.
Dock

Right panic over. I found a pack of cards in LD's bedside cabinet. Ooh look, that's different. Each card has a photograph in the middle. On each card it has a picture of young men with their arms round each other. They must be mates. Hang on that's odd. One of the lads in the picture has the end of a rolling pin in his mouth. Wait a minute......THAT'S NOT A ROLLING PIN!!!!!!!!!
Grind

Dock wrote:
Right panic over. I found a pack of cards in LD's bedside cabinet. Ooh look, that's different. Each card has a photograph in the middle. On each card it has a picture of young men with their arms round each other. They must be mates. Hang on that's odd. One of the lads in the picture has the end of a rolling pin in his mouth. Wait a minute......THAT'S NOT A ROLLING PIN!!!!!!!!!


Is it the Grindstress's wallet?
Dock

Grind wrote:
Dock wrote:
Right panic over. I found a pack of cards in LD's bedside cabinet. Ooh look, that's different. Each card has a photograph in the middle. On each card it has a picture of young men with their arms round each other. They must be mates. Hang on that's odd. One of the lads in the picture has the end of a rolling pin in his mouth. Wait a minute......THAT'S NOT A ROLLING PIN!!!!!!!!!


Is it the Grindstress's wallet?


Frankly, no it isn't. Unless the Grindess keeps her money in a big cock.
sheeps

Dock wrote:
Grind wrote:
Dock wrote:
Right panic over. I found a pack of cards in LD's bedside cabinet. Ooh look, that's different. Each card has a photograph in the middle. On each card it has a picture of young men with their arms round each other. They must be mates. Hang on that's odd. One of the lads in the picture has the end of a rolling pin in his mouth. Wait a minute......THAT'S NOT A ROLLING PIN!!!!!!!!!


Is it the Grindstress's wallet?


Frankly, no it isn't. Unless the Grindess keeps her money in a big cock.


It is hers then, Grind will often take care of it for her.
Grind

I keep a handy tenner in my pants at all times. Fact.

* Factish
smiling badger

Started worrying about LD when he became one of those, Theatre Luvies.

Ive missed something along the way, grabbing poofs and taking them into his gates?
Grind

Just because it's on the internet, it doesn't mean that it isn't true.  
sheeps

smiling badger wrote:
Started worrying about LD when he became one of those, Theatre Luvies.

Ive missed something along the way, grabbing poofs and taking them into his gates?


It's worrying us all. It's drove me, Plastic Man and Dock to drink.
bearing

You lot are being really horrible to LD.
Forest

Can we have it on record that I haven't contributed to this.

LD is my second favourite poster on here.
Plastic Man

sheeps wrote:
smiling badger wrote:
Started worrying about LD when he became one of those, Theatre Luvies.

Ive missed something along the way, grabbing poofs and taking them into his gates?


It's worrying us all. It's drove me, Plastic Man and Dock to drink.


I thought that was the Transpennine train driver.

Talking of which, this is the first call for the 2012 Otley Beer Festival 2012 - Friday 16th & Saturday 17th November 2012, 12 noon - 11 pm.

http://www.otleybeerfestival.co.uk/

As per the last couple or years, there is a risk that other activities outside my control will scupper my attendance, but a date for the diary anyway.
sheeps

Plastic Man wrote:
sheeps wrote:
smiling badger wrote:
Started worrying about LD when he became one of those, Theatre Luvies.

Ive missed something along the way, grabbing poofs and taking them into his gates?


It's worrying us all. It's drove me, Plastic Man and Dock to drink.


I thought that was the Transpennine train driver.
Talking of which, this is the first call for the 2012 Otley Beer Festival 2012 - Friday 16th & Saturday 17th November 2012, 12 noon - 11 pm.

http://www.otleybeerfestival.co.uk/

As per the last couple or years, there is a risk that other activities outside my control will scupper my attendance, but a date for the diary anyway.


Him as well.

Where is LD anyway, has he gone away?
Dock

sheeps wrote:
Plastic Man wrote:
sheeps wrote:
smiling badger wrote:
Started worrying about LD when he became one of those, Theatre Luvies.

Ive missed something along the way, grabbing poofs and taking them into his gates?


It's worrying us all. It's drove me, Plastic Man and Dock to drink.


I thought that was the Transpennine train driver.
Talking of which, this is the first call for the 2012 Otley Beer Festival 2012 - Friday 16th & Saturday 17th November 2012, 12 noon - 11 pm.

http://www.otleybeerfestival.co.uk/

As per the last couple or years, there is a risk that other activities outside my control will scupper my attendance, but a date for the diary anyway.


Him as well.

Where is LD anyway, has he gone away?


He's in Germany stealing from womens handbags and propositioning young men. I can only go on what I have read on the internet. Or more specifically on Regdafish. Or even more specifically, this thread which I started.

PS T'Otley Beer Festival: In. I wonder if I can get a half price ticket posing as Sheeps carer? Worth a shot innit.
sheeps

You are worth a shot.
Dock

sheeps wrote:
You are worth a shot.


*ducks punch*

Enough of this violent merriment. I think we can conclude from the evidence on this thread that LD is a seedy despicable shitbag who we should keep a distance from. All those in favor raise your hand....
Grind

Well, it is the Germany thread.
sheeps

Dock wrote:
sheeps wrote:
You are worth a shot.


*ducks punch*

Enough of this violent merriment. I think we can conclude from the evidence on this thread that LD is a seedy despicable shitbag who we should keep a distance from. All those in favor raise your hand....


With any luck he won't come back. He could send us some pictures for the thread though.
Grind

Is he checking the Brandenburg gates?

* In electric blue lederhosen.
Dock

Grind wrote:
Is he checking the Brandenburg gates?

* In electric blue lederhosen.


Is that sex slang? LD would know. Bloody muckfork that he is.
Late Doors

Ha ha told MrsD you lot would be worrying about us. Deutschland Deutschland so good they sung it twice. They have a habit of repeating things. I remember from the old comics as plastic man brilliantly put it that continued stories of Hun bashing slightly longer than was really necessary speech bubbles emerging from round helmets with captions like  "Achtung Achtung "  "Rouse Rouse "" schnell schnell" and of course "Dive Dive" bellowed by u boat commanders and football coaches alike across the land. Stopped in Baden Baden as well but more about that later.

Funny aint it that second world war references are etched across every mind of people of my generation but hardly register with the younger ones at all save for the moronic football thing Travelling across the country by train i was determined not to say thank you when wished good luck by the guard after checking my papers.  

Surprised about the purse theft as i thought the Germans were extraordinarily honest. Lots of things worked on trust and everyone seemed to co operate, well except for us when pressured to donate a euro to go inside a Russian Church, a look that says get fucked translates into every language.

Talking about Cocks, we had a mixed nude spa bathing in Baden Baden which was weird at first. Got to report though that South Germany is the least smutty/sleazy/tarty/exploitative/corny soft porn obsessed area i have ever visited and y'know what?, it's all the better for it. I'll do a full report seeing as how you've all begged for it later. ta for the concern
bearing

So you got your cock out in public, in Germany?
Late Doors

yes i did, but no one seemed to noticed
Dock

Late Doors wrote:
yes i did, but no one seemed to noticed


Probably the worst wurst they have ever seen.

Glad you had a good trip. Did you find out if Jim Rockford and Donald Pleasence made it back in that light aircraft? Don't know if you have been briefed but Richard Attenborough got shot in a field and Steve Mqueen got caught up in a load of barbed wire. I never thought he'd get far away due to the fact that he was hardly going to blend in disguised as an American man in wartime Germany. Daft flash bastard! Good chinos though SM.
Late Doors

Quote:
Probably the worst wurst they have ever seen


  bravo

Donald Pleasence was in the nude bathing spa with us still looking for the pin . He thought he'd found it till i explained that was no pin he was clasping, eventually.
bearing

Late Doors wrote:
Quote:
Probably the worst wurst they have ever seen


  bravo

Donald Pleasence was in the nude bathing spa with us still looking for the pin . He thought he'd found it till i explained that was no pin he was clasping, eventually.


Did it cum off?
sheeps

Late Doors wrote:
Quote:
Probably the worst wurst they have ever seen


  bravo

Donald Pleasence was in the nude bathing spa with us still looking for the pin . He thought he'd found it till i explained that was no pin he was clasping, eventually.


I did the worst wurst thing in another thread ages ago.
Late Doors

Aye but it's the way he tells 'em.

Look just stop pestering me for the report will you. i'm on with it
sheeps

No your not.
Late Doors

Yes i am  

Munich

Had a few short breaks over the years and always come to thinking i'd like to spend more time in this wonderful ridiculously maligned country. I always feel at home there, more than here in some ways. They seem to do things right with a pragmatic societal common good at the heart of things yet still manage to be reasonably wealthy and happy. There is no ignoring the atrocities of the last century but the little i know of world history suggests that factors beyond them were responsible in some ways for kick starting the mechanisms that produced them. Anyway, to carry that burden, reunite a divided country, superb manufacturing and construction industries, wonderful transport infrastructure, a penchant for practical and pragmatic perfection, a collective sense of civic pride and social responsibility, ace food and beer, unique exciting music identity, great climate and fantastic countryside make it my kind of country.

The seeds of this trip were sown in Italy four years ago after talking to a German couple in Italy. MrsD organised and planned it with the usual magnificence and off we went. Easy Jet from Manc To Munich Sunday evening to arrive late Sunday night ahead of schedule though for a half litre of Spaten Pils in the Hotel while MrsD unpacked and joined me twenty minutes later. A perfect intro as the cold pure Pils dissolved the stupefying sickening numbness that air travel gives me.

So Monday morning we got busy and started our holiday proper as Munich got to work and the sights smells and sounds of the city seeped in. There is non of the musky cheesy coffee aromas of the med countries i like and the traffic although plentiful is silent and free flowing. The numerous pedestrian crossings are respected by motorists and pedestrians alike especially the latter, setting foot on the road on a red i think is punishable by 40 lashes i think.

I've always had a fascination about communist and fascist ideologies in equal doses (it's just if push came to shove I'd choose the former) and the main thing i wanted out of Munich was to walk the streets, see the remaining sites and try to feel what was going on in them awful interwar decades and the devastating conclusion of them. It was here where the two ideologies clashed in an environment tailor made for both to succeed as Austrian War hero Adolph Hitler made it his base for his political aspirations, As you'd expect there are no blue plaques or statues  but a few places remain if you do your research.
The Feldherrnhalle on Odeonsplatz is most striking.



A broody menacing structure in its own right without the connotations. Viscardigasse  known as Druckebergergasse("dodgers alley) just below it was used as a short cut by people who didn't want to salute the Nazi Guards on it
Konigsplatz housed the Nazi Headquarter ( now its a music school) and is edged by beautiful neo classical buildings .

The world Famous Hofbrauhaus is where Hitler announced his 25 theses of Nazism. I have to say though its just a massive drinking hall with zero atmosphere, there are better especially just across the road.

Of course Munich is more than morbid fascination. It's a busy thriving metropolis with an eye on the present and an eye on the future embracing all the traits of civic pride and social conscience. As in the rest of Germany recycling bins of every colour are everywhere and well used by all. The U bahn and S bahn trains are brilliant, quick easy and efficient. Although we walk nearly everywhere it was a pleasure to take them when we had to.


First off we took a walk through the Englischer garden after a general suanter through the main central area to be explored later. A massive park you would think was in Central London if you'd been dropped there. It was an American that suggested it should be built in an English style and it is sublime. Its better known English connection is through an English Hitler sympathiser who shot herself there when the thought of war between the two countries became a reality.





After a spot of lunch just outside the park of the tastiest chicken wings ive ever had and a litre of Pils in a beer garden. A word about the lunch. I wasn't the only one pigging out. The most diminutive of Oriental women were slugging huge litre pots of ale  with massive suspicious looking sausages peeking out of both ends of a bun. I'm not kidding they needed both hands for the beer and both hands for the sausage but finished the lot back no problem. They looked like they were no strangers to it either. anyway, moving on we had a saunter up to  konigsplatz then to see the classical square mentioned earlier. Just had time for an early tea time jar in a beer garden on the way back



It was a straight in and out job to take advantage of the late sun light for a few jars and tea later. Munich has so many great places to enjoy and lots of people doing it.

Including this saucestress giving me the glad eye






The outdoor places close down after summer (early October) when things like the rest of Germany become more cozy interior based so they tend to enjoy the summer while it lasts. (Like us i suppose only with the actual summer appearing in more than name only). It is a great  time of year to see places with the lowering late summer sun always complimenting the structures and making people relaxed and happy

Day two we decided to take a trip to the sea side or rather the lake side. A train ride to Starberger see, a massive lake with the Alps in the distance populated by wealthy middle class Muncheons and loved by all it is a massive oasis of elegant waterside tranquillity and Euro class.



Spent all day around the lake, a taster for things to come at the next port of call and got back to Munich in time for more of the same eary start. This time to what we though was going to be a trip advisor recommended Indain . Turned out to be an Afghani as the place was fully booked . Not a problem the kebabs were fantastically succulent, the salad and bread fresh and the sauce piquantly fierce. Mrsd D horrified them though when she asked for a glass of House Red. We are Muslims the waitress said we do not drink, i suspect she took the translation rather too literally.

Meanwhile back at the hotel it was too early for me to turn in so Mrsd left me at the brilliant Hotel Bar amongst a tribe of American air crews who use the hotel. Got  to big up the Hotel it was ace. Homely, efficient, friendly, well priced and brilliant staff who as an added bonus were also dashingly saucy.

Wednesday started rainy so it was on with the waterproofs for a more indoorsy peruses.  Along the river bank past the friedensengel statue (angel of peace) erected surely ironically after  the Franco Prussian that accelerated Germany's imperial aspirations and scene of many Nazi marches and parades.


Big highlight of the day was the Villa Stuck. A house turned into a piece of art in itself with many German artefacts inside. Lots of almost homo erotic images. The old owner Franz Von Stuck was married to a lovely looking lass but looking at the collection you can't help thinking he also had a wiff of lavender about him. Much of the art though was traditional dark foresty Bavarian folklore imagery with baying wolves and bores amongst dark baroque settings. It was all quite striking and very evocative

Risked a rated Vietnamese meal that night in a German speaking Vietnamese place that couldn't speak English that well and no menu translations. Taking pot luck i tried to explain i wanted a veg fritter starter with a dip followed by a fish noodle dish not too incendiary but spicey and that was exactly what i got ace. MrsD had a spicy Duck dish by making Duck sounds. It worked anyway and it was all mighty fine.

So that was a brief run down of Munich, really enjoyed it and would go back any time. Fantastic climate make it an ideal place to play cricket and play conkers that were lying around the pavements in abundance. The Germans do neither which of course as Captain Mainwaring brilliantly said is exactly why we were fighting them. Oh i havent mentioned the brilliant outdoor market have i? there is also a brilliant outdoor market coupling up as a social gathering centre for horizontal drinking and lunching. The place has everything, except cricket grounds.

Onwards then the day after by train south to Konstanz on the edge of the huge Bodensee (Lake Constance in English) Germany's riviera.
Dock

Excellent LD. Ta for that. You should do more of these travel writeup things. Where's next on your destination wishlist? Scuba diving at the Aspley Marina? A Kibbutz in Golcar? Or are you planning somewhere a bit more exotic?
Forest

Dock wrote:
Excellent LD. Ta for that. You should do more of these travel writeup things. Where's next on your destination wishlist? Scuba diving at the Aspley Marina? A Kibbutz in Golcar? Or are you planning somewhere a bit more exotic?


He spends more time abroad than James Bond, are we sure he's not working for MI5 and these holiday reports are actually spying missions?
carp

I can confirm the head of MI5 is in Kent. Carry on
sheeps

Good stuff again. Ta.
Plastic Man

Late Doors wrote:
... make it my kind of country.


An excellent write-up. Do you have your  own lederhosen?

I've been to Munich a couple of times, principally to attend the the Oktoberfest, but getting out and about during the day. Our accommodation was close to the main railway station.

When I say close, I mean actually among the left luggage lockers, with hundreds of other revellers.

Th police would kindly provide us with an early morning alarm call at about 5 am by hammering their batons on the lockers. Those too foolish or hung-over to take immediate advantage of the gentle reveille, were further encouraged to rise by having a locker door hammered against their head.

Those Germans do like their beer. Even at 5 am there would be a reasonable number of commuters quaffing a livener or two from the beer carts on their way to work.

Then out to explore Munich. It is rather paradoxical that while the police encourage you to venture forth in your explorations at an early hour, they are suspicious of people wandering the streets at that time.

On one occasion I decided to take advantage of a fountain and the early hour to wash my feet. However, I was disconcerted to be approached by two inquisitive fellows in leather jackets, who opened their enquiries as to my activities by putting the barrel of a revolver against my head.

How we all later laughed, when it transpired that they were police officers, and that rather than just about to wash my feet in the fountain, I confirmed that I was simply adjusting my socks!
toxic avenger

Late Doors wrote:
Risked a rated Vietnamese meal that night in a German speaking Vietnamese place that couldn't speak English that well and no menu translations. Taking pot luck i tried to explain i wanted a veg fritter starter with a dip followed by a fish noodle dish not too incendiary but spicey and that was exactly what i got ace. MrsD had a spicy Duck dish by making Duck sounds. It worked anyway and it was all mighty fine.



The pot luck option in these places doesn't always work out. A few years ago I went into an Ethiopean place in Frankfurt. The menu was in German and nobody spoke English. I ordered Rindfleisch mit Pfeffer. The waiter was aghast and started shaking his head. The manager came over and in broken English tried to explain "it is hot it is cold". I wasn't put off and insisted that I was having this meal. Big mistake. They served up a dish of raw meat in a cold congealed sauce that was spicier than any curry or chili I've ever tasted. I had to eat it. I would've looked like a total prick if I didn't eat it after insisting that I wanted it. I managed to force it all down, paid then got the fuck out of there. I had to stuff an entire Ritter Sport into my mouth to try to take the taste away. This was the rankest thing I've ever eaten.

EDIT - A bit of research on Wikipedia reveals that this dish is called Gored Gored.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gored_gored

Quote:
Gored gored (Amharic pronunciation: [ɡorəd ɡorəd]) is a raw beef dish eaten in Ethiopia and Eritrea.


Grind

I swear I was once served catfood (and not even a decent name brand) wrapped in piss soaked dock leaves at a so-called "restaurant" in Budapest.

I obviously left Hungary.

* If you make a joke on a forum no-one reads, is the joke still funny?

* And, as it turned out, true.
Late Doors

The good thing about jokes is that they can wait and wait.

That plate of gonarea gonerea or whatever it's called looks fecking disgusting .*gips*

I'm still on with the Lake Constance write up, like the joke you'll all just have to wait,
carp

D2 went with BF1 and loved it. On my def list now....Thanks for the reportage LD
Late Doors

Pleasure, just about finished the Constance and Baden Baden leg this evening, only some piccies to select now and download
Late Doors

Onto Lake Constance. Early Train from Muncheon HBT for the four hour two interchange journey south that went like clockwork to the Swiss Border and the spectacularly beautiful Lake Bodensee (aka Lake Constance). It was four year ago when we asked a German couple in Italy where  the best place in Germany is and this is where they immediately said

We had decided to take an apartment for Four nights to give us the option of Self catering using the produce of the local market. There was a roof top terrace as well to take advantage of. The cooking equipment was basic but enough and there was the all important Fridge.



Well what a gorgeous mixture of tranquil beauty, social buzz and everyday work Constance is , We could easily have spent the whole fortnight there. Started off with a saunter around the town before heading to the lake front. It was Thursday tea time back end season and the place was quite. It was a bit cloudy and cool but that didn't stop us from having an Erdinger in the massive beer garden across from the harbour. The sun broke through and suddenly the water front lit up with a golden autumnal hue the reflections of the boats on the still water adding to their statleyness. In stark contrast for the following three days the lake front and the beer garden livened up immensely as the sun and crowds appeared simultaneously. It was a perfect place to enjoy an alfresco wheat beer or three.




Food wise it was a mixed bag. A very ordinary pizza fresh from a wood fired oven but delivered with the love and care normally applied to prison food. We had a traditional German meal of meat veg dumplings and beer in an ace micro brewery place round the corner of our apartments where the beer was excellent but the tucker a bit school dinnerish. The best stuff we did ourselves in the apartment, Pasta, meatballs, salmon, squid and assorted tapas from the market.

As usual we spread our wings and explored the surrounding areas on foot and the brilliant bus - ferry service. A spectacular walk round the lake front and a bus to Mainau a little island turned into a massive floral paradise.



A ferry the next say across the lake to Meersburg, another little town, very touristy but charming nonetheless.




Had a nice sandwich and beer on the terrace of an impressive palace overlooking the lake before more wandering and the ferry back.

Got up very early one morning to look at the lake during sunrise, Beautiful, serene and majestic with only us,  a couple of park bench sleepers and the ferry staff about.



So that was Konstanz on the Bodensee, Water, Alpine views in the distance, a calm order with a fair bit of History. Count Von Zeppelin for instance was prominent in the area during his Airship development and his legacy still graces the area today as the Airship lingers around the lake carrying tourists willing to pay the 200 pound fair. The town itself didn't suffer any collateral during the war and much of its old town remains including the beautiful Munster and the adjoining square around it complete with cobbles, conker tree and cafes. A fair bit of quirkiness about the place as well with unexpected statues appearing here an there about the place. Finally, I'm hard pressed to think of anywhere finer I've been for a waterside beer







sheeps

Sounds great LD.
Plastic Man

Looks fabulous.
Grind

Tastes good.
sheeps

Wonderful texture.
Late Doors

And by golly it does you good

On the Northern edge of the Black Forest this place came to notoriety during the 2006 world cup when it hosted the England team and more tragically their respective female entourage. Fashionable, affluent but by no means elite this place has been attracting European glitterati for centuries. Little wonder then that no one noticed two back pack clad crusty looking four star travellers as we arrived Monday lunch time at the Train station to get the 30 minute bus ride into town. What a journey as well as the train meandered up and through the beautiful Black Forest

Our hotel was a character full small place set in an old square perched aloft the town center behind the famous Spa.



It was run meticulously and precisely by two sisters  but hadn't forgotten its prime premise to make travellers happy. It was the perfect small continental retreat, immaculate, efficient and relaxed.

The actual town wasn't as exclusive as i feared. More Hampstead than Knightsbridge. Bizarrely there was a red carpet running through most of the pedestrianised shopping area of town. They need to know that along with Settees in gardens the weather is no respecter of  misguided attempts at elegance.

Baden Baden like Konstanz escaped the ravages of WW2 and has retained all its superb Germanic architecture particularly along the stream that tracks through it. The walk along it to the old monastery is amongst the most pleasant waterside strolls we've ever had. Through Parks alongside elegant mansions surrounded by  the most spectacular trees. Cyclist and strollers combined to produce and idyllic carefree afternoon.







The town's famous attractions are the Spas. Naked mixed spas. Enough  to send the English reserve into contracting palpitations. If i had any trunks on i swear i would have drawn them in. In i went buttocks clenched, stomach in eyes forward under the shower then into the first steam room. The whole process took 2 1/2 hours and wasn't the horror show at all that i envisaged. Can't say i enjoyed it though unlike MrsD and didn't feel any benefit after but it was an experience. Not one i see catching on in Huddersfield though.

We took another more arduous trek up the valley to an old castle on the outskirts of the area. 360 degree fantastic panoramic views and then a walk back through dense woods that were pure Hansel and Gretel. Apple and chestnut trees laden with their fruit scattered around randomly upon clearing the wood and led us back into town.





We were ready for a brace of coolers by then and found the perfect spot. A micro Brew cafe serving well hopped English style bitter on the terrace where we could people watch. Particularly the well scrubbed and pampered looking Baden Baden girls.



That same place did some terrific traditional German food well presented in very comfortable and egalitarian surrounding. We dived in there one night escaping from the savage thunderstorm that had decided to pounce on the town for a good half hour.

We had two nights there and that was enough. A very enjoyable town but a tad staid that would have become oppressive eventually. Wednesday morning we took the train to Stuttgart, a very different town altogether.
Grind

They don't look bad 'uns.

* The spa photos didn't come out?
Late Doors

Cant think how i'd smuggle a camera in there
Plastic Man

Late Doors wrote:
Not one i see catching on in Huddersfield though.


If it involved that young bitch* nibbling at your knackers, it would.

*I'm referring to the curly-tailed canine.
Grind

Late Doors wrote:
Cant think how i'd smuggle a camera in there


A Hasselbadebaden knobcam?
Grind

Prolly best to avoid the large format version though.

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