Choklat Choklat Choklat. Ahk.

Okay so backlog time, and we'll start with German Cathy because hers is a condition to which we can all relate (food, failed relationships). In Germany this basically just means Dresden (unless you're in the market for a tour through dirty windows or train stations, all, in which case boy am I ever the guide for you).

SPEAKING OF:

Here is the lasting memento of my Deutsche Bahn train hobbit soulmate. It is important to understand that "Pirna, Bad Schandau, Decin... [dramatic whistle]" is just his way of saying I love you back.

See here wants to head back to Dresden, where we first met. That is so us.

Actual brat (ein):

A businessman's dinner:

"currywurst" = bratwurst + curry (fast food?)

Simple equation for German food: meat + more meat + x = chowtime, where x = meat. And in this crazy world where up is down, soup means a medieval cauldron of hot dogs. German hot dogs.

We're considering going back to Germany because A: it's the place to be?? (so it would seem re: coming down the pahty pike) B: Pirna, Bad Schandau, Decin all looked amazing. We're sharing a room in Croatia with a couple tall drinks of German water at present, and what I'm getting at here is that I'd better get used to it because damn if I don't hear wedding bells already.