20th September, 2004 // Germany
Deutschland, fatherland, land of beer
The table was set. A steaming plate of Sauerkraut, Rotkraut, potatos, and Roast Ham. Looking at it made your mouth water. Taking my fork, I scooped up a portion of Ham with some Sauerkraut, and bit into my first real German meal. I have a theory, that the reason Germans drink so much beer and schnaps is because their food is so salty. Believe me, it was delicious, and every meal since then has been delicious, but they all have one thing in common; enough salt to sustain a horse.
Maybe I have a fixation on food. It seems that I often write about food and drink, but then i suppose that is part of culture. Every country I have been to has different traditions and styles in the way they eat. And I love them all. Then again, I suppose thats what makes me Canadian. The innate ability to absorbe culture. After all, thats what Canada is right? A massive conglomouration of various clutures. A melting pot of people. And in my opinion, a damn good place to live. But Im getting ahead of myself. Im still in Europe, living the life of a wanderer.
Germany, to me, has been great so far. I flew into Hannover, and met a globalfreeloader at the airport; Emi. Her and her British ex-patriot father drove me far from Hannover to a tiny Dorf called Visselhövede. After two nights there, I got a lift to Bremen where I met my friend Romy. I had met Romy in Cardiff oh-so-long-ago, when I had met Sabine. Romy and her friend Lars( a great guy) showed me around Bremen, and then taxied me to Leipzig. Leipzig, a great city. The home of Sabine and many of her amzing friends. Today i have been here in Leipzig a week and loved every moment of it.
Oh- just called to dinner.
Auf wiedersen!
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