In my last post
I told you that I would be taking a three-week break because some friends were
coming to visit me here in Bamberg
, Germany, where I live and teach English.
Well, it’s been four weeks, so I hope you’re still reading. The three-week
break took care of the visitors, but I guess I needed another week to settle
into a new teaching job and recover from my visitors’ vacations!So, I’m back. In this post you’ll see just what me and my
visitors were up to for those three glorious weeks. BTW, one visitor was my
lovely husband James and the other two were Cyndie and Bram Smith, good friends
of ours from Florida. Cyndie is a talented
metal-jewelry artist I met while I was director at the art gallery there.They all arrived on the same flight in late September, which
made the hook-up easy, and I met them at Munich’s main train station. I’d taken
the train in from Bamberg and they had taken the train from the airport. Then
we all made our way to Marienplatz to see the Glockenspiel
and have Weisswurst
and beer for breakfast. Here’s a shot of Bram (the back of the head closest to
my lens) watching the Glockenspiel
, but mostly giggling with me about the
combover of the guy in the red shirt in front of us!
Here’s the back of Cyndie’s head (long
hair, on the right) as she takes a picture of the Glockenspiel in action.
And here’s James enjoying a wonderful Oktoberfest beer along
with his Weisswurst.
Because Weisswurst translates literally as “white sausage” and because they are
actually white in color, Cyndy dubbed them “White Weenies.”
Since I am lucky enough to have seen
the Glockenspiel many times, it’s my special pleasure to watch the crowd watch
the Glock. I get great people shots from this. Here’s one of a “living tripod”
who looks like she’s used to filling this role for the photographer behind her.
We ventured around the corner to the wonderful
Viktualienmarkt where, among all the luscious fruits, vegetables, cheese,
wine and beer, we saw artichokes that had bloomed. This is what they look like
if you don’t pick them while you can still eat them.