Friday, 26 December 2008
The Dawgs Travel Diary: Boxing Day Dinner at Aristocrats
Wala nang mas u-uber pa sa gang nina His Royal Orangeness Karl Willem, PA/PR Gromit, and The Nashman, uberfriends, ubergang, uber to the max.
Geekfest morning! Well, well, well, what do we have here! As you know, HRO Karl Willem, PA/PR Gromit, and The Nashman are certified geeks (as in between kantot and gadgets, mas pipiliin pa ni Nashman ang gadgets) and so this place was uber-heaven. HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit enjoyed the advanced flying lessons while The Nashman embarrasingly crashed his plane.
Back at the Rathaus to look for lunch. Don't 'cha just love a city hall with gargoyles, monsters, and dragons and such??? Do you think any city hall council in our beloved Pelefins would vote to have a menacing dragon...
...complete with terrified natives installed on the city hall facade? We loves it! When I become Baguio City mayo I will inject some fabulosity to the architecture and have sculptures of butikis and bayawaks on the council halls!
For lunch we went to another typical Bavarian beer hall...mmm, The Archbishop would approve!
Whut, whut in da butt. I really must get one of these door knobs for my dream cribs!
His Royal Orangeness Karl Willem and our humble lunch main of two stuck Junghirschpflanzerl mit Maronenblaukraut after a starter of andechser nudeleintopf mit tafelspitzstreifen und marktgermuse. See, German is such an easy language ja, I love the compound words. For the benefit of The Ateneo de Manila students who only speak conyo, our main was red deer meatballs with red cabbage. Hey, Christmas is over, Rudolph wasn't needed anymore. For the eagle-eyed 'photo' 'critics' among you (you know who you are) I was drinking coca cola and not beer because.....
We was off on another chu-chu train ride to a bolthole close to the Austrian border. I was invited by JM, the girl I have loved the longes (and still love lots pero frins lang talaga kami Tito Boy, hwag bigyan malisya ang aming pagiging magkasangga mula pa sa Mababang Pamantasan ng Cantabrigia..at kung hindi dahil sa kanya, hindi ako lumipat sa Mas Mababang Pamantasan ng Oxbarrio), to meet not just her parents but the entire clan and so to avoid any "Meet the Parents" (and relatives) mishaps, I needed to have full control of my faculties.
Train sign. Translation: Bawal umotot (fart) sa loob ng train dahil kung ikaw naholi umotot, may €40 fine.
My dear friend JM picked me up at the train station in a, shock horror, Ford hatchback. I had to double check. Aren't we still in Bavaria? Do you have anything more 'native' like a BMW perhaps?? Just kidding, I love you no matter what. So anyways, we went up to JM's country house....
...after freshening up, another drive to dinner at JM's aunt's country house where we indulged in an "orgy of home cured salmon". JM's family were so very very funny. I enjoyed the night. Sana madescribe ko pa ang gabing yaon pero alam mo naman Ashley, non-showbiz sila kaya hindi pwedeng masyadong mag-comment. Take note, ang mga porcelana, wala sa cabinet, ginagamit talaga at andun rin yung produser ng bagong film ni Tom kaya naman nag-solo declamation piece ako ng "Crispin? Basilio? Asan na kayo mga anak ko" at baka sakaling ma-discover ako. Gusto ko talagang mapasali sa European na pelikula dahil alam niyo naman maraming ST scenes with pol prantal ang mga Euro cinema. Pero ang highlight ng gabi ang sister ni JM, grave ang ganda ganda niya (sa kanya kami nakisakay papunta sa lake kasi bimmer kotse niya. Ewan ko ba kay JM kung bakit siya lang ang traydor sa inang bayan at Amerikano ang tsikot.). Sinabi ko nga kay JM, parang mali yung nakilala kong sister. Sana siya nalang. Tapos nung matapos yung party sa kotse naman ng nanay nila ako nakisakay tapos ang madir, 100mph sa autobahn gitna ng kalsada habang ini-interrogate ako. Ang saya saya. Nakaka-aliw!
Somehow I find this headline very very very amusing. I wonders why.
The ferocious praetorian guard dog Aste. Actually, na-curious lang ako Ashley, bakit nilagay ng tatay nila yung kama ng aso sa tabi ng cuarto ni JM at kanyang kapatid? May ibig sabihin ba iyan? Paano kung binangungot ako sa gitna ng gabi, eh di kelangan ko ng comfort diba?
HRO Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit and their bedroom. Can we just say that these beds are OLDER than the Independence of the Republic of the Philippines. They were the matrimonial beds of JM's forebears.
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