Travel with Debi: Adventures in Germany - Part 1

Gegenbach- isn't this amazingly beautiful?  From the buildings to the cobbles to the stone troughs that are used for flowers..

I won't even pretend to be a world traveler.  Somehow, the angst and worry I felt while transitioning from country to country, precludes me (in my mind) from being "seasoned".  I worry about new things that I do to a ridiculous degree.  No matter how many times I was told I would be fine, or I would ask myself what is the worst thing that could happen (um, yeah, you don't want to know what came up there) or pep talks from others or anything else did much to alleviate my worries.  I just had to go through it.  Fortunately I had many people who were patient and humored me both virtually and actually in real life- and now when I think about going through an airport I really do feel confident I can not get lost or miss a flight.  Train stations.....  I am not sure.  Paris made me very skeptical of train stations.  But I got through it and just made the train.  That can be a discussion for a later post.

Anyway, I am very proud of myself for pushing through and going on this trip.  I seriously considered (for a few seconds) canceling the trip about 3 days before I left.  I hope I did not drive all my friends crazy.  I want to thank a whole host of you for putting up with me- new things make me anxious.  But I still do them- which is sort of the travel version of clinging to trees in unusual places!

A vineyard adjacent to the castle

I guess the good thing is that I know I have these irrational fears, or I am over cautious, or I  (hold on this is a stunning revelation) might **overthink** things at times!  (some of you might stop laughing at me right this minute).  And in spite of it all I do it any way. Because I want the experiences.  It makes me think, it connects dots inside of knowledge and seeing and I get to go to museums and all the things that make life interesting for me.  And I love being in airplanes, especially the take off part.  It makes me smile like an idiot.  :D

How do I talk about Germany?  I have to preface this first of all with the statement that I stayed with a private family, in their home and I was treated so special and so well- they have no idea how much I adored being there.  In spite of a bit of a language barrier with my friend Anne-Sophie's parents, I did manage to have some conversation with them at times.  I felt so at home in that country- it felt so right.  It is beautiful and charming and I could translate a bit of German so I could understand some of what was going on around me.

Back story on Germany: when I was in grade school, my class was the last one to have German language starting in 4th grade.  It was a "specials" class as it would be called now.  I think the German teacher traveled to our school once a week or so. We had to take it in 4th, 5th and probably 6th grade with options after that.  I took it all the way to 12th grade.  For reasons that still are unreasonable to me, I was not allowed to go on the trip to Germany that everyone else in my German 5 class got to go on.  Since this was a while ago I won't air my grievances publicly but I was GYPPED you guys!!  GRRRRR  Anyway, I have a feeling for the German language and I ALWAYS wanted to go there. My uncle Bob, my dad's brother, visited Germany and Switzerland and perhaps Austria every couple years and had tales to tell and photos to show and his stories always held my interest.  So I did a Rosetta Stone course and brushed up a bit on the language (in a bit of a duh moment when I was attempting to learn Italiano, I picked up the German course as well.  Duh. Lol, I never do things the easy way- as in German for me is easy, Italian is decidedly NOT) and I was so so excited to land in Frankfurt.

Gengenbach

So I have discovered that airports sort of all look alike, so its not like you magically feel like you are in another country until you get out of there.  Except  in Iceland, that airport was different as it is kinda small.  Sort of like a parking lot for airplanes and you do a lot of your own stair climbing off and on the plane- in other words, there is no boarding bridge thingie.  Anywho, I was so relieved that I was able to get my bags quickly (thank you Icelandair) and find Anne-Sophie and Johann waiting for me.  The first thing I did was ride in a car for 2 hours to their house in Hohberg on the Autobahn.  I knew we were sort of on a freeway, and people were moving right along, but that particular realization didn't hit me until later- like later in days.  Lol.  I am not sure what I thought the autobahn was going to be, but that wasn't it.

I love how flowers were everywhere!

So the house I stayed in (I have to say this whole area was a postcard.) was a really cool big house that looks just like you think German houses look like - white with dark brown trim that looks nothing like US houses.  Which was awesome.  Anne-Sophie's dad has an office in the house on one end and there was lots of beautiful traditional looking furniture and a super cool creaky massive stair case and lovely little deck, a formal front entrance and a quirky little back entrance to the house.  It was full of so many interesting things, and I fell in love with the espresso maker.  I have to do some research and see what I can find.  I WANT ONE!!  And it is **ahembirthdaymonthcough* a good time for mid year gift giving!!! AMIRITE???

This was some fine kaffee this machine produced!

So one of my favorite things about Europe is how you get to leave your windows open and there are no bugs sucking your bodily fluids totally dry.  It was amazing- no mosquitos or june bugs or moths or what have you fluttering in and driving you crazy. No screens.  Magical I tell you.  Also interesting is the fact that where I was in Germany (The south- west corner) is geographically farther north than we are in latitude and their weather is so much more mild- both in summer and winter.  It must be something with the mountains - or a mysterious climate thing.  There are japanese maples every where and sweartogod types of palm trees.  How does this work??  I have to do some research into the reasons behind this but haven't yet.  I can't stop for now and read about it because these posts take a ridiculous amount of time to write and edit.  I think the personal commentary is more fun than, first we did this and then we ate that and then we went to bed.  right?  Well, it is for me. :)

Oh my this is a sleepy Debi

So a little of the we did this and ate that business, lest I forget- the first day that I was there I hadn't slept in god knows how long- someone could figure it out for me, or I guess I could if I shut my eyes and concentrated, but it was a long time.  Ok, hang on.  - _ - From 6 am Tuesday CST to 8 pm Wednesday, which would be (minus  the 7 hours) 2 pm Wednesday our time-  for a grand total of 32 hours....  huh.  no wonder I could barely keep my eyes open.  Anyway, after getting there and being introduced to the family and seeing the house and putting my stuff away and finding a lovely stash of chocolate in my room and all this wonderfulness that made me feel so much at home, we went out to eat at a little restaurant in a nearby town.  I had wine- which was wonderful- and risotto- and some peach wine and I believe there was good bread and I was almost incoherent by that time.  I tried really hard to figure out the conversation, but after about 45 min my brain gave in and quit. So I attempted to go to sleep about 8 and woke up in a panic about 10:30.  I had to solve some blanket issues, as in I needed a lighter one, and then I was able to relax and stay asleep for a while.  Talk about being thrown off your game.  Your body doesn't know what the heck is going on- do you sleep, do you stay awake, is it time for pretzels again??  lol.

Ice cream with Johann!

The nonfunctioning waterwheel behind the Backeri 

A pathetic aside about pretzels.  Our supermarket must have known I was wanting pretzel buns badly (she says in her deluded way) and I found some on the bread rack.  I stared wistfully and didn't bother to buy them (after some poking at them through the plastic) that they just weren't worth my money.  I knew that was disappointment wrapped in plastic on a tray.

Schloß Ortenberg

An example of the beautiful roses that were literally everywhere

Anyway, The next day, chances are good it was Thursday, I was introduced to the luxury of freshly ground and brewed espresso.  And the pretzel affair began.  And we took our time and I sat out on the back porch and walked around a little and generally acclimated myself in a leisurely way.  We went to pick up Johann from school and then we did our first little day trip to a BEAUTIFUL nearby town for ice cream!  It was so good- gelato style!  AND they have this crazy thing called spaghetti ice-cream. (Spaghettieis)  I did not have it, but I could kick myself for not.  It is vanilla ice-cream that  is extruded to look like spaghetti and the toppings arranged so it looks like sauce  and parmesan cheese- I kid you NOT! The bowls are huge, which is why I didn't have it, that is more like dessert for supper situation.  It was awesome.  We walked around and it was so incredible - so beautiful.  The houses and shops were so "German" and there were beautiful parks and all sorts of interesting places to see.  We stopped and got bread at a "Backeri", Johann got to play at a park,  and then we went to my first castle!!  This castle is literally a few miles - less than 5 is my guess- from Anne's house.  This particular castle is partly old/refurbished and partly recently rebuilt to house a hostel.  You can't get to all of the buildings because they are open only for the guests, but you can get into parts of it- including a spiral stair case that leads up!  And it opens up to a spectacular view of the vineyards that are plentiful in this part of Germany.  I asked her about the Black Forest and she realized that really they live right by it.  Literally you can see it out the windows of her house it is so close.  The forest is on the big hills there....  I'm still speechless over it all.

Some cannon balls- used for protection I take

Some of the breathtaking view from above

This part of the Schloß has been reconstructed and is the hostel 

Anyway I was in a castle and it was pretty cool.  I have pictures and they are adequate and all, but i found that I was really enjoying the company and the looking and the being very much thrown off balance and I am sort of disappointed with how they have turned out.  I am very critical of my own photos, so this is no big surprise.  But here some are anyway.  I have so much more, but I will stop here.

I have a thing for doors...

Beautiful stone work- the grindstone or gristmill or whatever its called is pretty interesting 

It is already the 13 of July- birthday month is almost half over.  I have done a pretty good job catching up on my flower gardens, putting my house back in order, doing some nice cooking with great produce....  even went to Bayfield with the MA on July 4!  So it has been an enjoyable summer so far- and a LOT left to go. Don't let anyone tell you other wise!  ;)  And find all the joy, all the time.

The vineyard

 A little backstory on the castle- it was built in the 11th century and then destroyed and rebuilt a few times through the years.  In the early 1900's it was rebuilt and used for various things.  In the 1940's I believe it started being used as a hostel.  There is all sorts of info about it here

The little fountain that wasn't running

Who ever looked out these windows?

A view of the castle from the road

Summer time, birthday month and travels with Debi

Hello strangers!

Lol, well I am the one who has been a stranger, so forgive me for that. 

 

Somewhere above Canada.... the stories begin.

So it is summer time and school is done (YES) and I have been traveling or preparing for travel or cleaning up/recovering from travel during the entire month of June.  And I have to say, that is just how life should be.  I got back to some blazing hot weather- hotter than we have been here for at least 6 years.  And while Friday was crazy hot for this area- 95- yikes- we will continue to have warm summer weather for the next 10 days, for the most part.  Tonight we have been blessed with little reprieve time - it is, thankfully, almost cold right at the moment.  I'll take it!  The weather in Germany and London was downright delightful.  The last day I was in London was pretty warm- but it cooled off in the evening.  No complaints there.  The only time I got rained on was when I was changing planes in Iceland, and I couldn't see the beautiful country from the air.... boo.  Oh well.

EMILY!!!!  Graduation girl

Nice blurry picture of me, Rose and Joanne- Emily's Grandma

She did it!

I left my home June 8 to go attend my niece's graduation---  Emily is graduated from High School!  WHAT??  Anyway - (there were 739 kids in her graduating class, more than our entire school)  (and they had the ceremony in the ice arena for the U of M hockey team.)  it was an interesting change from graduations I usually go to!  Then I helped out with the grad party a bit the next day and saw my brothers and my sister in law, and just generally had a nice afternoon.  

Lunch at the gardens!

I spent the next few days with my delightful seester Rose and fam, before flying out of the Minneapolis airport Tuesday.  We did some shopping and eating out and went to the Botanic Gardens and other amusements. 

Who can NOT LIKE origami horse sculptures???  

I flew on Icelandair, which I highly recommend.  It was a really pleasant experience and they gave me VERY good vegetarian food!  A+ for them!  We flew north and across Canada to Iceland, and I didn't sleep, as about 2 am midwest time we had to change planes.  So I didn't bother.  It was morning there, I think, and so it just seemed like a long day.  Since I didn't get on the plane until 7:30, it really was a long day.  It (as previously mentioned) was raining a bit in Iceland and there was a lot of cloud cover, so I didn't get to see much as we flew over Scotland and England.  I did see a bit, but it was disappointing not to be able to see Iceland- much.  Ah well.

Any airline that give me Prosecco when I walk on the plane is ok with me

Here is a bit of Iceland as we were coming in for a landing... 

I landed in Frankfurt and was picked up by my friend Anne-Sophie and her little boy, Johann.  Who I adore, lol.  He is such a joyful little boy.  It was a couple hour drive down to Hohberg where she lives in the south east part of Germany.  Her village has like 4 or 5 names, from what I understand it is an area that has several little villages near each other and so you can use multiple names.  

At the family home in Hohberg- Anne-Sophie's dad raised the American flag in their yard in honor of my visit!  To say I was flattered is an understatement.  How nice was that??

Johann and his Eis! (ice cream)

The back of the beautiful house that was my home for a week.

It is SO beautiful there, on the edge of the Black Forest.  There are vineyards and BIG hills/gentle mountains that are covered in forest.  And CRAZY narrow roads.  So narrow they can't pass each other side by side on some of the little lanes, you have to pull over and let others go through.  SO different of course than our roads with our behemoth cars and trucks.  There are not very  many cars that can be considered full size by our standards, so that was interesting to observe.  The Autobahn is a different story- normal sized, 3 lanes and yes they do cruise right along.  It is fast, but I didn't think it was crazy fast.  

The formal walkway to the house- so beautiful!

So, Germany was playing in the World Cup and we celebrated in a few ways!  Including wearing of oversized jerseys.  lol

I have so many things to talk about from this trip, so I am going to be going slow and covering things as I edit the pictures and think about things to say.  This was such a different trip from my tour to Italy.  Staying in private homes and not being on the go 16 or 17 hours a day was a pleasure.  

If I could have these pretzels and buns every day for breakfast for the rest of my life I would.
I cannot explain how good they are and how different from anything I have ever had in the US.
Ja, eine andere Brezel bitte!

Morning

I  had 2 very different vacations in one.  The first in Germany was in - as I have indicated- a village with a family in a spacious home.  It was very quiet and yet fun with a little kid with us and a lot of people in and out of the house.  We went and visited some places in Germany, and also France and Switzerland!  WHAT??  It still astounds me.  It was relaxing and enjoyable, and I found I could understand a reasonable amount of German.  I would be able to be pretty fluent in a short period of time if I was there for a few months!  It was pretty cool to be able to figure out a lot of things being said and posted and such.

One of my first stop in my tracks views....  a teaser

The other trip I had was in the literal center of London in a tiny basement flat, sleeping on an air mattress in a room that filled up all the space not taken up by a desk.  It was just as amazing in different ways.  I rarely stay in a city, and to be in such a small space was also not my norm.  But it was so much fun.  But that will be coming in later episodes of Travel with Debi!  

I would like to say confidently where we were, but I would be guessing!
eta- I looked on my  phone- Westminster, west end!

Alrightie, I have been working on this post for a while now.  Finding phone photos and shifting them to the computer (thank you air play) and sizing and captioning and writing takes a long time!  So I am going to leave you with this beginning and add more tomorrow.  

Thinking about all I did and the stories that come up is so fun- definitely revisiting some joyful times.

See you soon!  muah!

OH HEY!!!!  BIRTHDAY MONTH, BABY!!  

                                 🎂🎂🎂

What I have been up to lately~

I know, it has been a long time since I have written/posted- but sometimes the mood is with you and sometimes it isn't.

This is a perfect depiction of what this winter has been- cold, snowy and windy.  And ice, did I say ice?  

Other creative endeavors, or at least time consuming ones, have been more in the forefront of my mind and given my attention.  I have indeed been taking photos and such, and have gone on a couple adventures, but this school year is draining my soul.  Jeez.

So let's see, I spend a lot of time on weekends trying to jam in some gym workouts, some walking and of course the usual house/chores sorts of things that make time go so fast.  I try to balance my time between things I want to do and need to do, but that doesn't always work out the best.

Of course Thanksgiving and Christmas are full of family and shopping and cooking and such- it was super to have all the kids around.  The little ones are such fun and entertain everyone to no end.  The house was full!

What has been keeping me from actually writing of late has been the fact that I have replaced that time with learning/relearning 2 languages and actually practicing piano regularly.  The piano thing, I sort of taught myself to play when the kids were little, and while I was never very good, I got a lot of satisfaction from being able to play with 2 hands- lol.  I can easily read music now, at least for piano, but because it was informal training, I am not good at the technical stuff.  BUT if you don't play for a year or more, you lose everything. So when Christmas came, and I started playing holiday music (for myself, I freeze up around others) I decided to just practice even 10 minutes a day.  Which usually turns into 15 or more minutes.  I decided to continue playing Christmas songs all year and so I will ROCK those suckers next December.  LOL  I do like playing- even if it is badly and for myself.

So the languages thing.  Back a few years ago I started doing a different program to learn Italiano.  You know, because I was going to Italy.  Which seemed like a logical thing to do.  Well if you recall, I felleded and broke my elbows and my motivation to work on the Italian fell by the wayside.  Which is unfortunate.  However, I had the opportunity to use Rosetta this year and so I began the Italian course.  Italian is hard you guys.  Anyway, I love doing it, and a few weeks into it, I happened to be chatting with someone about German.  

When I was in grade school, our school had all kids from 4th - 6th grade have weekly exposure to the German language and then after that it was optional.  I remember really begin excited to learn it in 4th grade, though I don't remember very much of those early years.  Other than a few phrases like -Mach die Tür zu und Wie viel Uhr ist es?  (shut the door and what time is it).  Mine was the last class to have it, too, so none of my siblings did.  Anyway, I took German through 12th grade (!) and was totally gypped out of a trip to Germany...  Lets just say that I had to choose between a trip overseas and my first year of college.... ugh.  My mother said she really tried hard to get my father to give in but no go.  Hello years of resentment.  Follow all the rules and graduate in the top 10 of your class and you still don't get rewarded.  But that is truly water under the bridge, and I will just let that one go.  Anyway, after all those years of speaking it, it is in my DNA.  

The point of this is that I could have taken German as a minor in college, but chose not to because I was sick of it.  Lol.  I mean seriously, it would have been 12/15 credits.  But that is pretty typical of me, lets branch out to something new and exciting like the romantic language - French!  Oooo lala.  I took French in college- for exactly one semester.  That class was horrifying.  ALL those people knew French, obviously had taken it in High School, or were born talking that way or something.  In case you didn't know- it is NOTHING like German. Not. One. Thing.   I chose to hang out in the art department even more, which was not too much of a sacrifice as you can imagine.

So as I was talking to someone at school randomly about Italian, and I said to them after being asked why Italian, yeah this reminds me of when I didn't take German in college and took stupid French instead.  You would think I would have learned.....  and then I had a moment of clarity.  Why indeed am I not doing German?? So, I am also doing the Rosetta course in German as well.  Which is way easy, except for some of the more complex grammar, which I am regaining slowly.  While the Rosetta is fine, I need to get some traditional text book info so I can figure out how those verbs are conjugated (as she googles textbooks for german).  As a matter of fact that would be helpful with the Italiano as well.  I find it interesting that I have no desire for learning Spanish which would have been a somewhat more logical thing to learn, seeing it is so common in the US, but eh.  I want to go back to Italy FOR SURE and maybe some day a Spanish speaking country- hello Spain and Portugal- might be a possibility.  But I like to veer off of expected paths, so Italian it is.

So these things have been keeping me occupied in the evening, it is just so fun to do something for me and NO ONE else... No relation to art or students or teaching.  It is such a good thing.

Anyway, you guys, I have only been up to Bayfield twice since school started and I would like to say how sad that makes me.... SO sad.  I was up there last weekend with the Mad-English teacher, but that is going to be a different post- a photography sort of post.  The end of 2017 was low in adventures.  

I can't say that I have done nothing, though, I have had some fun, and have taken photos and some of those still show up on the channel 9 weather.  Actually I have sold a few photos (I don't know if I have talked about that or not, as I don't feel like reading my previous posts at this point) which still surprises me.  It is pretty cool though.

Have a lovely February and hope you can find some joy in this cold winter.

ETA: At LEAST I have been sleeping better lately, like being able to fall asleep 4or5/7 nights instead of 0 nights like a few months ago.  YAY ME

And to the beach we went!

Portland** was just gorgeous- Oregon and Washington are just beautiful- I am very fond of the Columbia River gorge and it was sad to leave it, but wow was the next stop amazing.  The Pacific Ocean was definitely worth that 1.5 hour drive to get to.  I have to say my compadre and partner in all things travel and I do a DAMN fine job planning these trips.  We really do hit the sweet spot between having an agenda and winging the hell out of it.

**  Yeah that was quite the break in posting from last fall to February!

We went through the Tillamook Forest and ended up heading over to the coast and both of us were able to see the Pacific Ocean for the first time.  YAY.
It has been quite a long time since I started this post and since we were in the PNW.  So I have photos and I will outline what we did - not a real lot- cuz, man, we were tired.

This was one of the 3 places we stopped and walked/hiked.  If I figure out where, I will edit!
Oh- never mind, It is on my phone:  Cape Meares.

We drove to the coast and stopped at a few places on the way to our condo in Rockaway Beach.  There was hiking on some really great trails, and we were overwhelmed (or at least I was) by the sheer power of the ocean.  It was quite incredible.  The waves were just relentless.

You know what was weird?  Seeing Tsunami danger zone signs while we were over there....  that was weird-

Oceanside, Or

Cape Meares

Oceanside

After our sojourns to the edge of land to stare down at the ocean below, we went and collapsed a while on couches and then went on a stroll along the beach.  It was pretty amazing.  And pretty chilly.  It was hot the first day we were in the PNW, and got a bit cooler as the week went on.  It was quite chilly by the ocean, and we are lucky we got out when we did, as there was some pretty stifling weather right after we left.  

Still at Oceanside- I think

A lone Mad-English teacher photographer guy

We did get over to Cannon Beach, the idea being get there at low tide and be able to get out to those big ass rocks, but since we are putzes, it sort of worked out.  And there wasn't much of a colorful sunset which was unfortunate....  oh well.  It was marvelous.

Cannon Beach

Though the sunset wasn't spectacular, it still was so lovely- we had a perfect view.  

How can you NOT want to walk through there?

Path to the sun

What a view!  Rockaway Beach

We ate in Cannon Beach, at a really nice little pizzeria that night, did a little shopping earlier where some souvenirs in the form of T-shirts and such were procured.  I know we ate breakfast at a cute little coffee shop, but we were on a mission to get to Portland in time for our flight, so we wasted little time.

One of the cute little vignettes I saw while at Rockaway

And of course then I got to ride in a plane again and that is always a hoot!  AND  we had an empty seat next to me, so we had a tiny bit of room to stretch out and dump our (my, it is always my stuff) stuff.

My self shifted to the aisle seat as soon as we began to depart.  :)

Another awesome adventure in the books!  and I am planning my travels for this summer and it is going to be a humdinger!  Yes I said humdinger....  :)  It is going to ROCK!

And that will be some joy to look forward to as I looked back at this!