Regensburg and Juergen
Trip Start Oct 06, 2005
9Trip End Oct 25, 2005
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They live in Southen Bavaria and would host me for a couple days. First, we walked through the lovely old city and made our way to the oldest brat haus in the world. Or maybe it was the 2nd oldest. Seems there's a feud with one in Nuremburg. But at 500 years plus, who's counting? Juergen asked if 8 would be OK? I thought, wow, that's a lot of brats for 3 people, but OK. 10 minutes later, we each got a plate of 8 brats on a bed of saurkraut
Later, we went to a roadhouse danceclub at an intersection in the middle of nowhere. The parking lot was overflowing and the club was wall to wall with "German Redneck Farmers" according to Juergen. I had a weird concoction in a liter beer stein that was half beer, 2 shots of cherry liquer, and something else. Tasted like Dr. Pepper. The DJ was playing a combination of current dance music and Classic American Rock. Dolly Parton's "9 to 5" next to a current song. Very weird. At least nobody did the chicken dance. It was kinda fun, but way too crowded for my taste.
The next morning, we went to Juergen's parents' place in Waldmunchen for WeissWurst, a traditional Bavarian breakfast of white Brats, pretzels, and beer
After a few hours of hiking, we climbed the tower and could see for miles in each direction: Germany to the west, and the Czech Republic to the east. We had another beer and hiked back down. Juergen suggested going to the local spa, which is kind of like the YMCA, but is just pools, saunas, and steam rooms. A great deal for 3 Euros.
The next day we drove around to several smaller towns, including some across the border again where Juergen's mother's family lost a family farm after the war
We went out later to some pubs in Cham, a county seat in the area. It's about 20,000 people strong, but has several trendy bars and restaurants with people dressed to the hilt. It was see and be seen time here. A lot different than the dance club the night before. We played pool with Juergen's friend who works at his father's clothing company in town. I taught them how to play cutthroat since there were 3 of us and they had never heard of it, but liked it a lot.
In between all of these activities, we hung out with Maximillilan, who's about 14 months old and loves getting into everything at that age. Cute kid, but if you turn your head, he's gone and causing trouble.
On Sunday, Steffi, Juergen, Maximillian, and I went to Pilzn, Czech Republic to see the Pilsner Urquell brewery, brewer of one of my favorite beers and from whence we get the word Pilsner. Can it get any better than this?