A bike ride away

We were a bike ride away...

from a kebab.

Golfing in style

While the rest of us slaved away trying to make tonight's dinner party happen, Marcel spent the day playing golf. But before he went golfing, he managed to get a hold of his uncle's convertible for his own mode of transportation so he can go golfing in style.

Hometown

There's nothing like a breaky by the garden
We are spending the weekend in Marcel's birth-town to visit some relos and so far, today has been quite relaxing. We spent the arvo at a local country club where Marcel's aunty whipped us up a quick meal of chicken and mushroom with cream sauce. The name itself did not sound so quick and easy but like a true chef, she made it look effortless. It was delicious!
We spent the majority of the time enjoying the nature and some ducklings over tea and cake.

At last!

Finally we get to pick Marcel up from his training! I know it sounds awfully mushy of me but I have really missed him. Perhaps it is a newlywed thing but I am quite excited to be in Germany again with my husband.
On another note, check out this gigantic old castle Marcel was staying at. Stunning!

hackescher markt

...cute angels

...nice parking

...bookshop

We decided to take a bit of a wonder around Hackescher Markt to check out the scene. My friend and I are terrible with directions and for some reason we are always at the wrong part of a monument, an area, a building etc. The last time I was here it was with the inlaws and we saw plenty of cute arty shops, but this time we didn't see so much of that, I think we must have wandered in a residential area or something because we saw no shops at all.

We had lunch right across the street from where Marcel's parents and I had a coffee last week. We had a fairly German type of lunch due to some strong suggestions from the waiter who was coincidentally also trying to persuade me to have a rhubarb juice. When I flat out refused he made one for me anyway because he was convinced I would love it. He was wrong. Okay, partially wrong. It had a weird after-taste, weird enough for me to not order it again...wait, I never ordered it.

Well hello Berlin

A long time friend of mine came for a brief visit from London. We haven't physically seen each other for roughly about 2 years so she has been demoted from being a real life friend to an online friend.

This trip has been quite tricky to organise. We were so excited when we found out that we were going to be in the same continent at the same time for once that we presumed it would work out. Naive. I know. Turns out there were a few technicalities that ensued. She had just moved to London so things like: money, a job, a place to crash, you know, adult stuff kind of got in the way.

"...you can just call me a loser and resign from being my friend if I still cant afford a 60 pound ticket to see you"...my newly online friend

Gee, how did we become so adult all of a sudden?

...climbing the Berlin wall

...the Jewish memorial (I think)

...on the Museum Island

Home-made waffles

We are finally in Germany, but in different cities - minor detail. While the husband is away, I have been spoilt rotten with the inlaws. Yes, that is home-made waffles in the picture with fresh strawberries, sahne and cinnamon sugar. And yes, we did have it whilst watching the WeltMeister spiel. I've never had waffles before...ever, so this was quite a treat!