So, after being kicked out of our old apartment, we tried not to get over-excited about our new place. Well, it turns out that it totally surpassed all of our expectations! Oh my goodness! It even has a lift - classy!
Scones and Sauerkraut
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saved by Sonnenstrasse!
So, after being kicked out of our old apartment, we tried not to get over-excited about our new place. Well, it turns out that it totally surpassed all of our expectations! Oh my goodness! It even has a lift - classy!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
A little German story

Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Zeit, wohin fliegst du so schnell?
So, why Scones and Sauerkraut? you ask.
Well, one doesn't often reject a title that is both alimentary and alliterative. And Sauerkraut und Scones just didn’t sound as good.
But, then, there’s also this:
LONDON—MUNICH—DÜSSELDORF—AMSTERDAM*—COLOGNE—BRUSSELS—LONDON
I can’t believe the halfway mark has passed us so quickly by. Man, I need to get onto eating some Sauerkraut.
*The title Scones, Spliff and Sauerkraut may have at one point also been discussed.
The most beautiful city in the world.
The German Sky
Footy!
Monday, January 24, 2011
Our Blog, in a Bite
Monday 24th January, 9pm
Pizza in the oven, popcorn on the way, and Xavier Rudd’s Food in the Belly feeding our ears.
Are we food obsessed? Maybe. But we are in Germany. And our Vegetale pizza is purely Wurst-free.
Now, mums, you mustn’t think this is a norm in the way of Abendessen in the Mädchen Wohnheim on Kampstrasse – Nutritionist Kate is out tonight, and today we eat as the common folk do.
(Kate: Blonde, metabolism like a Zyrtec*. Tall enough to crack through that glass ceiling, she is most likely to become the Jane Goodall of the World Bank, armed to the teeth, of course, with extraordinary linguistic powers – and, let’s be honest, infinitely better-looking than old Bobby Zoellick)
So, anyway, back to the food.
We mean, er, back to the introduction.
So we know that introductory blogs aren’t generally used to mark the halfway point of people’s trips, but, well, between the regular clashes with Landlady, Doctor and Dictator Cupsa (PhD. Passive Aggressiveness), the subsequent bitching about aforementioned clashes, travelling to the very [please insert your favourite adverbial cuss here] AWESOME Amsterdam, four hours of intensive German each day, Sehenswürdigkeiting in Düsseldorf, and then trying to recall how an Englisch English sentence is constructed at the end of the day, our pillows are quite often yearning for our heads.
So this Cat (the Photographer) and Geet (the Monologuer). And this is our blog.
*Dearest South Africans, please Google