Guten tag! When I was in the 4th grade, I took a German class at my elementary school.
. . . And now that I think about it, that’s a really strange language to be offered in rural West TN.
This weekend my knowledge of German greetings came in handy because Monty and I spent a day in a Bavarian village, known as Leavenworth, Washington. It truly felt like our 3-hour drive had taken us across the world to Germany. It wasn’t just a town with a few German restaurants . . . everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, had some sort of Bavarian flare to it (even Starbucks).
There were restaurants, shops, wineries, and breweries all around us as we strolled through town. I thought the flowers around Whidbey Island were beautiful until I saw these. I don’t know if it was their bright colors or just the sheer abundance of them that made them seem so over-the-top, but they were UHHH-MAZING.
I was a good sport and tried a bratwurst and some sauerkraut at lunch. And much to my surprise, I didn’t hate it. I also tried a cup of goulash, but I didn’t have many positive things to say about it. It’s an unwelcome surprise when you mistake a pepper for an avocado.
Of course Leavenworth has an Oktoberfest coming up, but I am most excited about their Christmas lights. Apparently it’s something that even the Scrooge-iest of people can enjoy. Needless to say, we are already planning a trip back for December.
Auf Wiedersehen for now, Leavenworth!