Wine Festival in Bad DurkHeim! (20th-21st Sept)
Thursday, September 25, 2008
In between the Wine Festival and Rhine Valley, I actually went to Stuttgart and visited the Porsche and Mercedes Benz Museum but its really just lots of pictures of cars. So here's one of me getting into my Mini-Porsche...
... and I'll talk about the super awesome wine festival.
Do you still remember how awesome Pasaar Malams used to be when we were younger? When they had carnival rides and lots of game booths? The wine festival was exactly like the good'Ol'Night Markets of yesteryear... and more. The moment we arrive we were greeted with an air of energy, fun and excitement and the screams of people on the rides could be heard long before we could even see the wine festival. I whipped out my camera to take a beautiful shot of the whole market... but realised I left my camera battery back in Mannheim. Sigh..... It was a good thing that my trusty sidekick, you know her by now, Wu Jiahui had her camera!! Special thanks to Jiahui for taking all these wonderful photos! You are my Superwoman.
Presenting the Wine Festival at Bad Durkheim!!
The festival grounds was just filled with people and we were greeted with the sight of a scary ass ride. Know now that I don't actually like taking rides like these. The Viking scares the holy crap out of me. But at first the ride looked pretty okay.
Then we realised we caught the end of the ride and in the next few moments we beheld the ride in all its horrific glory as it started up again and rose to its full height.
Rising up to something like 10 storeys high, the ride carved a 270 degree vertical arc while spinning its passengers in irregular patterns. Kipp Kroon called to us.
However we decided that we need some alcohol in our system before we had the cajones to take the ride. And so we went to get some food and drink first. 1/2 metre bratwursts, flammkuchen and various meats off the pit were offered to us. I only wish I had a bigger appetite (as well as a bigger wallet) so I could try everything.
We finally got into the tents for some pre-oktoberfest training and sat down with a wine each. Soon after we were flushed red with courage and so we headed to the ride.
On the way I saw like these huge heart-shaped cookies! I wish I could have bought one for Gerger.
Here's us just before going up the ride. As we waited in the queue to get onto the ride, everytime the ride launched its passengers into the sky, I felt my wine-fueled courage slowly get sapped by the war of attrition between alcohol and terror. By the time it was my turn I was wishing I had never left Singapore. Actually I was kinda wishing my mother never met my father.
I didn't take pictures during the ride though. LOL duh. In fact the ride wasn't all that scary though the one part where we were at the top and I looked down and saw the ground so far away, that was pretty surreal. But at the end of the ride, I think we weren't feeling too well. Maybe not that good an idea to ride rides on a full stomach. Proud of ourselves we called it a day and left Bad Durkheim and headed back.
Things on my mind:
Bah Kut Teh
Missing KTV
Boobies
Gerger
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