Here’s a few shots, mixed iPhone/Nikon D80 photos of my trip to Germany last fall. I went to see O. You are going to meet O now. I’m getting personal. Enough with the initials and such. I’m even going to show you what we look like. Yeah, that gravatar of me is about four years old.
I arrived in Frankfurt and whilst getting my bearings after a ten hour flight, I picked up my bag and raced downstairs to the trains. Searching the depths of my mind for my German vocabulary, I panicked, and jumped on an earlier train than planned. So no pics in Frankfurt. Here is the train station in Köln (Cologne).
I love the kind of place where while you are waiting for your next train you are staring at an amazing Cathedral.
Fast forward through loads of hugs and kisses to day 2. It had been another five week separation. Honestly, we are not cut out, either of us, for a long distance relationship. I mean of course we’d make it work if there was NO OTHER choice. But we are best buds and we laugh a lot. It’s hard to capture it all on daily skypes.
We went to visit O’s momma- about 35 minutes outside of Detmold (where his school is). We walked the country streets he grew up on… where there is no shortage of cows. I don’t know what it is with me and cows. But I just love them. And I’m a total carnivore too. Go figure.
I could just sit and hang with them for hours.
O worked in these fields as a kid from about six years old to sixteen when he left for University. I have fallen in love with this scenery. The harvested corn gone with only the stalks waiting to be plowed under.Fast forward a couple more days and here we are enjoying one of my favorite simple meals. A flammkuchen. Which thanks to wikipedia, I now also know as tart flambée. I will make this at home to share with you in the future.
Just a little shot to remind me this would be a fun little DIY advent next year. Note to self: Pin this. Note to self: Pin more in general. Note to you: Pin this and check out my Pinterest page If the day job doesn’t work out, I’m either going to get a double crepe maker and sell them at the farmer’s market. Or I’m going to get one of these awesome portable vats, on wheels, and make gallons upon gallons of Eintopf (it’s a German all in one stew). I’ve actually linked you to a youtube video for the soup- Can’t guarantee the recipe but the accent is totally authentic. This is just a shot walking through town. Detmold is a small city of about 75K. The music school plays a central role and the commerce is a hub for local communities. Detmold was only first mentioned around… 783. No, I didn’t forget the 1. The church in the town pedestrian area at night. The Hochschule für Musik, where O has been a jazz trumpet professor for the past seventeen years. That big metal pipe is temporary if you can imagine.
Out behind and sort of to the side of the school is a huge living museum, Freilichtmuseum. We walked around it again this year and it was much shorter than the recollection of my solo walk last year when I had no idea where the path was leading!
Oh, and this ole thing is just another ancient church people walk by everyday on their way to and from work. No biggie.
This is the Schloss (castle) in Detmold. One of the many activities to do here. Check out “Live-Like-A- German” website for more info. I say this tongue in cheek. This town is really beautiful but let’s face it, a bit off the beaten path of say, Bavaria. Not exactly a destination city, but charming none-the-less.
Drumroll please…And this is Oliver aka O. Doing his thing. He’s the one with the trumpet. And his friend and colleague their on the sax. And this little, not much to look at corner is where we ate breakfast quite often. A little bio (organic) bakery. Meffert.
Inside they had beautiful bread and pastries.
And around the corner. A little more quaint with the beginning of the holiday decor.
And these croissants and brötchen…I consumed daily. Along with my fair share of sliced meats, cheeses and jam. Oh and I always use butter first.
I don’t know when I’ll be back again. O, who will now be referred to by his real name Ollie (well that’s short for Oliver of course), heads back to Germany for the last of the semester today and returns to Orcas for permanent residency mid February. Hope 2014 is off to a good start for you.