I like German beer. It is orderly and made to strict standards. That in itself is a commentary on the culture. Though I find that after a while I get bored with German style beer and crave the microbreweries and weird flavors from home. Thankfully we travel enough outside of Germany and I get to try other beers. Here are some of my favorites from around the world (really just the ones I have pictures of).
I flew into New Zealand on December 23 by way of a day in Hong Kong. This meant another quick flight (who is afraid of flying now.. um, me still) to Queenstown, which would be our Christmas stop as well as the jumping off to Milford Sound. I was totally looking forward to a Christmas in the summer.
Honey and bee related things are far more common in Germany that I experienced in the US. The Freiburg market has several stands at least from Imkereien selling honey in small and large bottle in tends of different sorts. Beeswax candles with their distinctive deep yellow color are also common. At Christmas Market time, the markets attract more stalls. The second soggy Saturday in a row I ventured out to the Christmas market and an Imker stall to sample the wares and see what the retail side of an Imkerei looks like.
Wandering around Valencia for the week of Tomatina we kept seeing posters for Oktoberfest in town. Since we had pretty much nothing planned for the week other than playing in tomatoes, we decided to go check it out. Oktoberfest is a pretty famous thing yet also quite Germanic. To find such a festival replicated in Spain would be a sight, we though. It was totally not Germanic, yet great in it’s own way.
Hofbrauhaus is certainly well known and popular in Munich. It is where tourists seem to flock to for the signature Bavarian beer. Munich is a city of beer. Hofbrauhaus is not the only beer place, there are others. Augustiner Keller is one such place.
Two transatlantic flights, two trans continental and two short flights completed in the past 4 weeks. For most people that is a lot, for someone with a fear of flying that is even more. I have gone from no flying at all for nearly 10 years to all of that in a month. Facing fears, baby. Note: just because I faced the fear and did the flights it doesn’t mean I now like flying.