Schnitzel Anyone?

Just when you think you will never find Schnitzel, never mind eat some, suddenly you discover Schnitzel multiplies like rabbits and you will be eating every stinking single day until you speak fluent German. Or so it seemed.

The happy band of Muppets continued our way past the Rhineland and gorgeous Bacharat to find our way into the famed Black Forest. Home of Black Forest Cherry Cake and Cuckcoo Clocks. What struck us was how very similar the landscape was to parts of Canada. Trees, hills, rivers etc seemed very familiar. The only difference being that Canada is on steroids in comparison. The German Black Forest was lush, fragrant and so very relaxing. It was a breathtaking portion of our holiday.

Our trusty guide Phoebe the GPS, led us over hills around bends to discover little pockets of gems waiting to be discovered. At one point, we reached the pinnacle and lo and behold, SOUVENIR SHOPS! All the Muppets Cheered and yelled to the driver STOP! They burst from the door, ran down the street to find a shop filled with cuckcoo clocks, walking sticks, beer steins spoons. There was a deli filled with various sausages but not one piece of schnitzel was to be found. The disappointed mounted among the elder crew of the Muppets, while the younger ones were hoping for burgers and pizza.

After a spending frenzy and many pictures sporting various hats, we trot back to the caravan to our destination of Freudenstadt. We found parking among the tiny little streets suitable for donkey carts. Off we went to explore some more. We past bakeries and purchased pretzels, we found an Italian Gelato shop and bought ice cream but after searching in vain, no Schnitzel was to be found.

It was interesting strolling along the tiny streets. We saw the Evangelical Lutheran Church, with its green tower roofs, is on the south side of the market place. It dates back to the beginning of the 17th century, built between 1601 and 1608, and is considered Freudenstadt’s most significant building. It was built in the gothic renaissance style. It’s facade was littered with bullet markings from WWII. I could easily envision men fighting in the streets that would cause such markings. We saw Drag Queens and Elderly ladies visiting together in the street. The shops were very modern much to our disappointment. I suppose urban progress visits everywhere eventually. After our stroll through the town square, we found ourselves back at the caravan, needing to find a spot early for camping. We needed time for laundry, and it was early enough we could get started.

Down the road a ways, we discovered a gem of a place. It was the loveliest spot of the entire trip. Natur Camping Langenwald had everything we needed, including the nicest hosts you could ever dream or meeting. The best news of all, there was a quaint little cafe that served – wait for it – SCHNITZEL! We were dining out that night!

We each ordered a plate of Schnitzel, slightly disappointing that no Spatzel was to be found. Especially hearing my sister rave about it from her prior visit only weeks before. It did not matter, out came the plates laden with Schitzel the size of the plate itself. We all looked at it and thought, we should have shared. We ate what we could, and wrap the rest up to take back for sandwiches the next day. Little did we realize that we would be blessed with Schnitzel sandwiches for the rest of our trip. What was so delicious the first night, and quite tasty the second night, became tedious the rest of the days.

Be careful what you wish for. At this point, I couldn’t wait for Paris and street food consisting of crepes and lemon. But that is a story for another time.

When in Doubt, Hang on Tight!

Have you ever driven you vehicle and came across a sign that made you question why you were there or what the sign meant in the first place? I did, the entire time we were in Germany. I am not talking about the language. For some unknown reason, I can read German and pick out enough words to figure out the meaning. I was either a reader of German Literature in another life, or I am a genius. I am going with genius.

After the Muppets had their fill of meatballs from Ikea, we loaded back into the Caravan and headed for the Rhineland in Germany. My Dad handed Honey the keys and said “you drive for a while”. WOW! This meant I got a break from boomerang fish, singing chickens, and Fozzy’s knock knock jokes because I could Navigate! Remember I had packed my “just in case” case before I left. In it was our trusted GPS Phoebe. We call her Phoebs for short. She isn’t too bright, she likes to think she is in control, she prefers the Autobahn and she talks too much, but mostly I liked her company and was very happy she joined us on the trip.

Let it be known I prefer country roads. It gives me a better sense of the country of origin’s culture. Motorways and Cities seem to be the same all over the world, fast, large and loud. Apparently Phoebe likes fast. She must have been in consultations with my mom earlier in the day. Mom and informed us over breakfast that this was to be a driving day. Great! I couldn’t wait to get to Germany! The route Phoebe took us on was straight and fast. But the signs were puzzling. Dad had given us some advice before his nap, he said “if you see a windsock sign, whatever you do, HANG ON TIGHT!” Sure, sure dad…whatever you say. How bad could it be? We weren’t near the Alps, we weren’t very high up. No problem, right? HA! We came to a bridge on the Autobahn that was so high up, I could not see the ground below. It span was wide and there were windscreens on the bridge itself. Phoebe was having a great time going as fast as possible, while Honey and I said, “Zoinks Scoob!” (not really but this is a family blog). We held on for dear life! Obviously we made it safely to the other side, but it was nerve racking and a very exciting! I am a prairie girl from Canada, this kind of speed and height is just not a common occurrence!

Phoebe brought us straight to Baden-Baden, showing us a few signs that were new to us:

As we were driving lightning fast down the Autobahn, we thought we were travelling in circles because all roads lead to Ausfahrt.

Of course we figured out that meant EXIT! So maybe I wasn’t a genius after all, but now I know more today then I did yesterday!