I had never realized it before, but there is a Thousand Oaks dialect, or at least a dialect within the group. Alden joined me in Germany for a few days and when we talked together in front of one of my German room mates she couldn't understand us. She can speak and understand English just fine, that wasn't the issue. When two people who have grown up together talk with one another the language gets mumbled and it is easily understood by each other. Weird huh?
Beyond that idea... after a gnarly bicycle journey in Morocco Alden came to Germany. We went to Stuttgart and cruised around for a few hours, good time. Also we cruised though a forest. The next day I reserved a tour at a brewery in Böblingen. Once we found the brewery we ran into an older man who was also visiting the brewery, though he was there for business reasons. He invited us for some coffee at the brewery restaurant and we obliged. It turns out he studied some form of beer engineering at Weihenstephan in Germany. For work he travels around to breweries doing engineering stuff that has to do with the production of beer. Seems like a cool job. Coffee consumed and now awake we said goodbye.
So it turned out that I didn't reserve a tour because there were not any tours that day, instead I reserved a table for lunch, oops. It worked out though because a Romanian guy in the restaurant offered to give us a ride to the car museum close to the train station. We took him up on the ride and checked out the museum. Cool cars and what not. Leaving the museum we were asked to help push a Ferrari onto a trailer. That was rad.
All in all it was a good time and having someone from back home to hang with was a relief.
T-OOO, you knOOOw!
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