Trip Start Jul 16, 2013
36Trip End Oct 07, 2013
It only took a couple of changes from tram to subway to S-Bahn and I was in the right suburb. Then my map could take over.
The first couple of times I bought a ticket but I've now taken to riding black as it's called over here. The ticket for a single journey is €2.60 having gone up on about my second day here. The fine is €40. There's a lot of track for the inspectors to patrol. And you don't really have to get away with it that often before you get close to breaking square. And on top of that it adds a certain frisson to every journey.
08/15 - the name of a famous German novel set during the Second World War. I'm surprised they're allowed to use this for a pub name. Perhaps it means something else?
The pub with the jam session.
Amazingly there's no beer on tap but they have let me start a tab.
This sort of sets the scene. Very small area past the bar... and for a small jam session they seem to have gone to lot of trouble.
I was at the back a bit so I ended up with some crappy photos. There were quite a few ukuleles lying around. In fact they had a lot of other instruments too. The main thing though was - no guitars allowed as they wanted this to be bit different.
They started off with a quiz. Unfortunately it was music and film. I didn't come last but I think I got zero for the second half. One question in the first half was to name three musicians killed in plane crashes.
I got Kyu Sakamoto who had a hit with Sukiyaki. They didn't bother listing him till I brought him up. Annoyingly though I forgot the much easier Glenn Miller. Yeah, Richard Valenzuela was easy.
They went to a lot of effort with the second half of the quiz as they had scenes from movies but the favourite actor of the quizmaster had been photoshopped into every scene, replacing the well-known star. Quite a novel idea.
These two started things off with a superb duet. A rendition of In the Mood.
Then we had a few solo numbers by the hosts interspersed with some sing-a-longs as everyone else was a bit shy.
The host was really upbeat and pretty funny.
This woman sang a few of her own compositions.
Then the highlight of the evening was this German bloke whom no one had ever seen before. He was an absolute virtuoso. His ukelele is a bit bigger than the rest but a ukelele nevertheless.
The host went on to say that this bloke got up and with one foul swoop showed everyone else up. Well he was funnier than that but I can't quite remember his words now.
Once back in my neck of the woods I stopped off for a pizza. Surprisingly enough all the pizza places seem to really be run only by Italians. Well, it's probably a bit hard to tell. In any case I don't think they are ever Germans.
Their single pizzas were huge. The bloke said they also sell them by the half and I could see that a quarter was also an option.
I said that even half was too big - I'll take half - meaning half of a half... He misunderstood and gave me a full half. I sat eating away for an hour and still couldn't finish it.
Yeah, those two plates are half a pizza.