Drove 200 km today, through sleet, rain, snow and hail. Spent a good deal of time actually standing on the autobahn. Me and a couple of thousand other cars.
I drove to the “Holledau” today to meet with someone who has done some translation work for me. The “Holledau”, translated from the Bavarian meaning Hops Valley lies north of Munich about halfway between Munich and Regensburg. 95% of the world’s supply of Hops comes from this region, as you see on the picture, the hops is “trained” to grow upwards by cords attached to poles. Driving through this area all you see is poles and hops as far as the eye can see. It is very picturesque. Hops is a beautiful plant with wonderful blossoms which are often made into wreaths in Bavaria.
On my way back, I drove right by FFB, which is where Tante Friedl received her new hip this morning – and that at 88 years of age. I wasn’t sure if they would let me visit her because she is still in the ICU, but they did. She is doing well, is a bit chatty and seems to have put the worst behind her. Three Cheers for Her!
Also on my way home was the cemetery where my grandmother is buried; thus, I made a stop there as well. Gisi and Moni planted some nice red ice begonias on her grave.
As you can imagine, watering them was not necessary.
I am NOT going to watch soccer tonight. It is just too nerve racking. The game yesterday (England/Portugal) went into two overtimes yesterday followed by penalty shoot-outs which England lost, 5 – 6. The portugese celebrated all night, the english blamed the referee for not allowing a goal because the goal keeper was attacked.
Anyhow, I did not see the rest of the game – I went to bed at the end of regular playing time, telling my folks to please turn off the lights before going home.
No football tonight, tomorrow at 5, am going fishing.