Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Bad Homburg

I don't know who Homburg was, or what he did to have a city named after him, but was he really that bad? Boy, that was shit! FYI, Bad == bath. Anyway, here are some pics...


The main shopping street in Bad Homburg. There was some farming festival on that day.

Not even Wensleydale?

This was for Damo. Gotta love a good organ grinder! *snicker*

Belinda in some cute little park we stumbled across in the AltStadt (old city).

A small street in the AltStadt. Could it be any cuter?

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

I know you are probably not TRYING to be funny and that this experience, whilst rewarding and exciting, is probably very stressfull but..... OMG you two are HILARIOUS. I have been reading the blog to people in my office and we are laughing so much it hurts.
Not AT you but WITH you because it just sounds so damned stressfull yet you are still able to make it sound like a funny story.
Your poor land lords must just quiver and hide when they see you coming wondering what on earth has broken/stuck/stopped working/caught fire since the last time they saw you. Maybe they should've made sure of these things BEFORE you moved in!
At least you have each other guys! I really can't wait to come over and stay and see how much you have settled in.
Love you, miss you!

Anonymous said...

Your joke wasn't shit, it was ... bad!

'Brush and Bel said...

Yeah, the landlords keep asking us "Alles gut?" when they see us. Alles gut == All is good/everything good?

It's ok to laugh...we do too. :)

Anonymous said...

Stupid blog. BE MORE FUNNY!

Anonymous said...

Oh and FYI, those who think I'm badmouthing the blog...

ITS A SIMPSONS' PARAPHRASE! STOP SETTING MY UNDERPANTS ON FIRE!

Anonymous said...

I think we had already said the one day we got home and found a plate of YUMMY apple cake on our door mat, so I went down to return the plate the other day and Mr L opened the door, and I am sure that at the sight of me he looked horrified. I quickly assumed him everything was okay and that i was returning his plate.
I also then had to borrow an onion as I had forgotten to buy some :-(

'Brush and Bel said...

Oh - we did make sure things worked when we moved in, and it all seemed fine.

We are in Munich for a few days and on the train we were laughing about all the things that had happened and Brett sudenly was concerned that perhaps we might have left the stove on or something and the house will have burnt down when we get back - if that happens I think we will take up the run home crying option.

Also I forgot to say that everytime the landlady comes in for something she always is helping us or is surpised at soemthing we have done. Like we had hung the handtowel where the papertowel was meant to go so she fixed that, she was very surpised to see that we have moved the linen form our bedroom closet the the halway big cupboard. She was showing me why we have two ironing boards so that you can make an L shaped ironing board and use one for storing the ironed clothes (I guess - our communication is all in German and involves pointing, acting, loking up words in the dictionary and she has resorted to lowd slow talking a few times). She understands though that Brett does all the ironing and that he is left handed (she saw how the one ironing board was set up and realised he was odd - joke lefties). She also came up the other day just to demonstarte using paper towel on the nonstick frying pan after use. I still have no idea if that was to prevent scratching or so you don't put the fat down the drain.
Bel

Kate said...

Hey - what happened, we have lost the last month or so of posts? This is now the most current?