Sunday, September 18, 2016

We Have One, Too



We´re Germans, right?
Means... we´re on time.
Not punctual but... too early.
As my Dad used to say: Better be 10 minutes early than 5 minutes late! - so please bear with me, I grew up like that!

Anyhows. We were 30 minutes early, zea doesn´t open before 5 pm.

So on we went.
As you maybe know Ingo wants to improve his spoken English and neighbour A said the Wild Geese might be a place for it, so we wanted to have a look.

Teamleader T calls Braunschweig "Tetris city" and, yes, we kinda got lost a wee bit - luckily!!!

I mean, listen, look, isn´t it a bit like London Court in Perth?



In fact, I turned around with these words to take pic above which turned into a nice, long chat with one of the shop owners and we learned, as the sign here says:



Handelsweg (Sedanbazar) is the oldest passage Braunschweig has.
In 1870 houses there were teared down and this passage was built to make life a bit better :-)
More in German here.

They have events running, I´m sure we´ll come back :-)



Ingo certainly was on the run again for said Wild Geese! ;-)



But... the lady behind the counter said "life" starts max 8pm, which, due to our rather early start in the day and the rather long way home is a tad late.
Plus, mind you....

Thanks to one lokal "busker" I really hate Irish music and would defo not join!
Brrr...

More to come, this day was like really full!

6 comments:

PerthDailyPhoto said...

My mum always used to say 'for goodness sake can you try and be on time Grace,' ☺ I often am not!

Iris Flavia said...

LOL, I know, Grace :-)
I also know you give your best, though!

Revrunner said...

Oh, man! Nothing better than old Irish drinking songs. :-)

Iris Flavia said...

One ugly busker can ruin it all!
Very sad- and loudly...

Sami said...

Not a pub girl either, but I also find Irish pub songs quite catchy. I'm often late too, but not to work!

Iris Flavia said...

We really do have one busker who sings very "wrong" and loud and always in Irish accent, it just plain hurts my ears, hence... uaaaahhhh.

Nah. Never late, the genes, I reckon! Not always liked by others, either, it´s more a rolling-eyes-thing, but I can´t help it.