We woke up late and were being way lazier than we normally are. We were thinking about maybe heading to a town nearby that Justin needed to scope out for an upcoming staff ride, but other than that we had no real plans. Keep in mind, "unplanned" is the key to this great day.
Randomly, I decided to look up what fests were happening in the Bavaria area, not particularly for today, just in general. Low and behold, I stumbled across an announcement for a happening in Kulmbach, a town I've been wanting to go to. Today was the start of Kulmbacher Brewery's Beer Week, or in German, Kulmbacher Bierwoche. So like any levelheaded American living in Germany, I put on my dirndl and decided we were going to Bierwoche. Justin was on board, but chickened out on wearing his lederhosen, something about leather and it being too hot...oh boys.
We found what appeared to be the address for parking online, walked down to our car with sunscreen lathered on (it was well into the 90s already), and starting following our GPS (also known as Navi) down the road to Kulmbach. It was a beautiful drive (sigh, I'm going to miss this German scenery). Once we actually made it into Kulmbach and the downtown area we kind of started to follow the cars in front of us, hoping they too were heading to Bierwoche. As fate and our unplanned day of greatness would have it, we found a parking lot that was....wait for it...FREE! A rare find in Germany, so hopefully we didn't miss the pay meters anywhere, but as far as we could tell this was a good old fashion free lot. So we parked and started heading towards the noise, still unsure about exactly where we were going.
Once we found the giant beer tent and stalls set up along the streets surrounding the tent we felt quite accomplished (I think that "accomplished" feeling is more easily achieved on unplanned days). So in we went and found some food first, bratwurst, of course, followed shortly after by ordering our first round of specially brewed Kulmbacher Fest Bier.
Prost! |
2 mini brats for the price of one and all the ketchup you want (usually you just get one tiny packet) |
After our brats, Justin was still hungry, so he randomly pointed to something on the menu, as it was all in German and a little hard to recognize any words we actually do know in German. Luckily, he picked well.
Roasted chicken and fries! (only 1 packet of ketchup though) |
My pin says, "I love you," in Bavarian dialect |
Hmm, let's go see what this place on the hill is all about... |
Cute streets of Kulmbach |
Halfway there? |
Finally made it to the entrance, where we learned this is Plessenberg |
Apparently it's an old fortress that once protected Kulmbach |
And here is an old cannon to prove it |
The view from the top was great (The white tent just to the left of the tree behind my head is the beer tent we started our adventure at) |
The "dungeon" that was blowing cold air, which felt so good after our hike. Also, what is that white thing? |
Made it back to the beer tent |
So, are great days planned or unplanned? Both. But unplanned days are the best :)
Unplanned greatness |
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