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Old Town Road to Freiburg

Old Town Road to Freiburg

Jesler in Freiburg

I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road, I’m gonna ride ‘til I can’t no more.

Well, instead of a horse, I had a big car that was so fully-packed that I had to create a small cave for myself to sit in, surrounded by all the stuff that I now doubt whether I'll ever need. And instead of an old town road, I got to cruise down a beautiful (yet dull - I'd much prefer a country road) highway. But I did ride until I couldn't no more - if you don't break in time, you'll pass Freiburg and end up in Switzerland. Or France.

To make a proper road trip from the little drive to Freiburg, my parents and I (the former of which were actually kind enough to do all the driving while I slept in my little cave) stopped by friends of ours which we still know from our time in Shanghai. They welcomed us in the most German way possible:

  1. Sektempfang - as soon as we stepped through the door, we were greeted with a glass of sparkling wine. It feels like a little celebration of your arrival. Needless to say, it made me feel like a very special snowflake.
  2. Kuchen - cake. The best thing about the cake was not that it was absolutely delicious. It also wasn’t that I was given a huge piece. It was that I was given a second one as soon as I’d finished my first as if this is the most normal thing in the world. In fact, everyone had a second, huge piece. And finally, I was being looked at funny when I kindly refused number 3.
  3. Abendessen - dinner. Like in step two, I was continuously being offered more until I felt so full that I couldn’t move anymore. Whenever that happens, I always think back to a piece I had to sing during a Christmas musical, which went somewhat like this: I’m going to burst, give me another cookie. The fire brigade is already on its way! (“Ich platz’ gleich, ich platz’ gleich, komm gib mir noch ‘nen Keks. Die Feuerwehr, die Feuerwehr, sie ist schon unterwegs!”). I have a faint feeling that this is not the last time that I will have felt this over here in Germany.
  4. Grießbrei - as dessert. The semolina pudding tastes different here than the one in The Netherlands, thanks to which I was actually able to enjoy it.
  5. Digestif - the finale: grappa. Not a lot, but strong enough to burn a hole in my stomach.

Without a doubt, my little road trip to Freiburg has been a big, delicious success. I'm just going to take this as a good omen of everything to come.

Jesler van Houdt

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