Everybody look, I am eating Jack Kennedy.
I spent the last weekend in Konstanz with the largest group of interns yet since Cologne. Eight such hoodlums came along, including myself. Pictures of fountains and flowers to follow.
As always, do enjoy.
BHK
posted by Ben @ 10:28 AM
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A quick word about the Hofbrauhaus on a Friday morning. More specifically, a quick word about the band at the Hofbrauhaus, who keep the place a happily polka-ing mecca of merriment every day of the week. Along with the countless polkas and marches they do play, and the compulsory "Ein Prosit!", they have one more crowd pleaser up their sleeve.
They play the happiest, bounciest, and drunkest version of John Denver's "Take Me Home, Country Roads" that you will ever witness.
It draws the wildest cheers, the most raised glasses, and the most boisterous singing of them all, beating even "Ein Prosit", and even from the Germans. The Japanese do very little other than take photos (bad ones, to be sure, after ein Mass), but the picture of hundreds of Germans, Americans, Canadians and Australians happily roaring "West Virginiaaaaa!" is one of the most beautiful things I have seen.
As always, do enjoy.
Misty taste of moonshine,
BHK
posted by Ben @ 9:15 AM
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A measured interest has existed in certain arenas regarding my roommate, the truly endearing Berliner properly referred to as "Markus", and improperly referred to as pretty much anything else.
Say hi, Markus.
(He says hi.)
As always, do enjoy.
BHK
posted by Ben @ 1:22 PM
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I left the office late last night, just on the verge of 9:00PM. No, thanks, I was not working that late, but I take well advantage of the presence of the internet here, plus it is just a nice place, and it was raining. Note to those who will undoubtedly yell at me for not going out and seeing Munich: I have seen plenty of Munich. I regret nothing.
Anyways, I started off leaving the office at 21:00. Having therefore missed dinner hours at the Kolpinghaus - the place where I live, if you missed this post; yes, they feed me, but only within specific hours - I decided to venture down to Nymphenburgerstrasse to investigate an Italian looking restaurant with a pleasant looking terrace. Granted, the terrace would not be an option on account of the rain, but all a boy needs in order to eat is a chair and a table and food - chair and table optional. This boy would have been happy to just find pasta or some pizza and a beer or something.
This boy found "rustic Italian atmosphere, chandeliers, mosaic floors, stylish table-settings and efficient service", at least according to the Michelin Review, who saw fit to give it a "comfortable" rating. Now, myself, being one more than willing to trade a pizza for pasta with calamari and vegetables, did exactly that, with a bit of buschetta and white wine. And espresso.
Mmm.
So, moral of the story is to be careful in Europe, or else you may end up in a critically acclaimed restaurant.
As always, do enjoy. Best believe I am.
BHK
posted by Ben @ 10:00 AM
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I went to Paris a week ago. Pictures from this experience can all be found here. I will abstain from posting most of these pictures to this blog (excepting, of course, for the dark picture of me in front of Gustave Eiffel's tower) for reasons transcending mere reasoning. Do not ask me how reasons can transcend their own nature. I do not know either. It ma have something to do with me not having the time to effectively caption a whirlwind tour of a city that is a legend in its own right. Paris has been there for 2200 years, and I suspect that it takes nearly that long to actually see everything that one should in order to claim a full experience.
The pictures attempt, however. View and enjoy, and be confused due to the lack of explanation.
But for now, I think I am off again to the biergarten.
As always, do enjoy.
BHK
posted by Ben @ 4:52 PM
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A preamble: notes upon of a life of notes, both musical and post-it.
I am a simple twentysomething with a predisposition to Oreos and the color blue.
