As winter makes its grey and gloomy entrance (wait, is that any different than fall?) and we say our final goodbye to leaves, here’s my annual mushroom post. What can I say, I’m a fungi (heh).

An ode to the outdoors

We live nextdoor to a rather large park with a trail that loops around a couple ponds and through the woods. It’s a lush place that makes you forget you’re just a few yards from a Stadtbahn station and only a kilometer away from the city center. This park is, to me, my backyard, and I’m pretty sure the locals feel the same way. Parks are a big deal here, and from my (thrice daily) walks through them, I have learned a lot about Germans and their relationship with the woods.

Here are 5 weird things Germans do in parks.

Bench dwellers

When the weather is good, the parks are full. People will camp out on the park benches and just sit with their heads to the sky. When the weather is poor, people will bring their own blanket and thermos, and still sit in the park. When winter comes and the park service removes the benches for the season (not sure why they do this, but they do), people will bring their own chairs and still sit in the park. You can’t keep a German from their parks.

Bathroom Break

The woods is a free bathroom. I have seen people, young and (VERY) old, drop trou in the park and relieve themselves on the side of the path (or sometimes literally on the path) or deeper in the woods. If you see someone coming out between some bushes or trees, they were probably peeing. If I had a dollar for the number of bare butts I have seen while walking the park…

Community Garden

They treat the park like their own personal garden, often trimming away flowers (with their own garden shears), or picking wild berries and herbs. Here, students are taught about the local plants in schools, and grow up eating Feldsalat and blackberries pulled off the bushes on the way home from school….all probably fertilized by their own trail-side bathroom breaks.

Free range dogs

While most of the dogs are very well trained and well behaved, nearly all of them roam through the parks without a leash (and sometimes without a collar). I couldn’t do that…The second Sherlock sees a squirrel, I’d lose him to the wilds.

free range doggo

They enjoy it

Growing up, I lived down the street from a park that was nearly always empty. Granted, It was basically just a baseball field and a play area, but if you went all the way to the edge next to the embankment, you could pretend you were somewhere other than concrete suburbia. Here, people use the parks. They take walks on the weekends, they bike the trails, they sit.

I won’t be adopting all their habits (I prefer my toilets indoors, thank you very much), but living here has given me a greater appreciation for the outdoors, and the simple things, like watching the birds dig in the grass, or climbing through the bushes to get a good picture of a mushroom.

I realize I said that a lot of people use the parks and there’s literally no one in this photo lol

A Weekend in Bruges

During our trip to Brussels, we left the hustle of the modern city and spent a day in the middle ages exploring the small city of Bruges, a time capsule of cobblestones, abbeys, and canals.

No Tardis needed

Bruges is an hour west of Brussels, and a popular day trip for tourists. I didn’t know much about the place, except that it was famous for being really old, and that a lot of tourists traveling in Europe stop here. I was expecting a tourist trap; crowded, overpriced, and corny.

Does this look like a tourist trap to you? We definitely could have gotten lucky. A combination of a global pandemic restricting international travel, not-so-great weather, and it being a weekday could have contributed to the lack of people (my bet is on pandemic..) but it felt like we had the place to ourselves to explore and meander.

We rented bikes and rode along the paths that surrounded the city, a route that took us over canals, along a river, past windmills, and around ancient fortifications. We would have been content riding all day, but then it started raining, so we rode toward the main Marktplatz to find a cafe.

Riding through the cobblestone streets practically knocked my teeth out of my head and definitely bruised my butt. 🤣

What year is it?

The main market square is probably one of the most recognizable landmarks in Bruges. It looks like what you would expect a medieval market place to look like: gothic style stone buildings with colored awnings, horse drawn carriages, and a large clock tower overlooking it all. From here, we took a walking tour through the city, learning about its history as a trading center in the middle ages, and its centuries-long recession that created this timewarp.

Bruges Marktplatz. Don’t be fooled by the medieval of it all–there’s a starbucks in one of those buildings.

The whole place feels like it’s in the wrong century. Horse drawn carriages, stone houses, narrow streets, canals, gothic churches…I wouldn’t have been surprised to turn a corner and see someone dressed in a tunic and cloak.

We ended our tour in an underground bar (once a medieval cellar) for some classic Belgian sours. We were the only ones in there and the bartender spent time suggesting beers, telling us about growing up in Bruges, and (of course) talking about football.

We only spent one day in Bruges, but we wish we had spent more. The city is slow, almost analog. It’s sleepy and quiet; stuck in the past like a fairytale.

Plus, the beer is amazing.

A Weekend in Brussels

Hello again! Before you continue reading, please note that we followed all government guidelines during our trip. Stay home and live vicariously through this blog post (screen licking optional).

Four hours from Bielefeld is Brussels, the capital of Europe, where we spent a weekend exploring the city.

A new type of travel

Despite the changes to travel (you know why), everything seemed to be working in our favor. The train wasn’t crowded or overbooked, hotels were cheap, and the weather in Brussels was unusually sunny. With our birkenstocks and facemasks, we were ready to go.

Brussels is the second most multicultural country in the world with 180 different nationalities. 62 percent of residents are foreign born, which makes walking the streets a game of guess-that-language. It is vibrant, friendly, and relaxed–not really what I was expecting from the seat of the European Union.

The Grand Markt, Brussels.

Navigating the city is easy, although a little overwhelming. Brussels is a mishmash of old and new with wide streets full of traffic winding around the city like a modern day moat. Within the city center, some streets are so narrow they would barely pass as back alleyways. Then shops line these same narrow streets with cafe tables and umbrellas. Restaurant workers stand out front and hawk their menu to passersby, waving to open tables, passing out menus, and shouting specials. And if you don’t understand what they’re saying, just wait a couple seconds to hear it all again in a new language.

The best souvenirs are the ones you can eat!

We spent the weekend walking and eating and doing both at the same time. We took a chocolate walking tour through the city, learning about the history of Belgian chocolate and how Brussels became the birthplace of truffles, nougats, and anything covered in chocolatey goodness (including waffles).

We washed our chocolate down with some not-so-old-fashioned Belgian beer. Belgium’s beer scene is rooted in tradition but over the last decade has seen a growth in the craft beer industry made famously popular in the US by – ironically – old school belgian beer (looking at you, New Belgium). The Brussels Beer Project was like stepping into a stateside craft brewery. We felt like we were back in the tasting rooms in Fort Collins.

I particularly enjoyed the sours.

We opted out of going to the beer and chocolate museums, and decided to get “cultured” at the House of European History. This museum is at the EU headquarters, and is free. It is a great history lesson about Europe and the development of the EU.

The museum was completely empty, and we had 5 floors of exhibits to explore by ourselves. To be honest, it’s awkward being the only people in a huge museum. We both felt like we were inconveniencing the people who worked there. But it was nice to get close to the exhibits and be able to look at things without being jostled by other people.

I enjoyed the museum and the exhibits which walked through ancient Europe to current day. It definitely woke me up and pulled the wool from my eyes in regards to my perception of the EU. Since moving to Europe, I have seen this place sort of as a utopia, the EU at the helm of an amazing government and society that provides so much for its people. But what I learned was that it was (and still is) an institution filled with strife, controversy, and major problems…just like everywhere else.

So…What was it really like traveling during a global pandemic?

I know you’ve been wondering.

Here’s the truth: Yes, it’s great that the EU is open and we can travel to certain places, but traveling during a global pandemic is stressful and not the best idea. We visited Hamburg right before the lockdown, and compared to this trip, it was totally different. There are less people on the trains or at the tourist attractions, and tickets and hotel rooms are cheaper. Yes, we felt safe; every place we had to register our name and address, things were cleaned, masks were mandatory, and temperatures were checked (we even brought our own thermometer).

The nearly empty Oldmasters Museum.

But I don’t think it is worth it.

Travelling is already stressful enough. But now, you’re putting yourself and others at risk. I spent the trip checking the COVID-19 updates, double checking restrictions, and watching the numbers rise. We went to Belgium right at a time where the infection rates were growing and while we were there, a neighboring district was put on lockdown and all travellers returning to Germany were put into quarantine. In Bielefeld, the majority of new cases are from people returning from vacations abroad. I’d rather not be added to that list.

But I swear, if Germany cancels Weihnachtsmarkt, I am going to Scandinavia for Christmas.

A Weekend in Hamburg

Hamburg from a Height

A three hour train ride from Bielefeld is Hamburg, a port city located on the Elbe river. Hamburg has always had an international atmosphere due to its historic role as a major port between Europe, Scandinavia, and America. Now, it’s the hub of Germany’s media and the European headquarters for many financial and tech companies.

Hamburg is a popular weekend trip for Bielefelders. It’s close enough to travel with the football team for a match (HSV is a major rival), there is plenty to do, and it’s not overwhelmed by tourists like other big cities. Though we were there in the early Spring, I expect in the summer months (when the weather is good) it turns into a mini New York City.

During our trip, we saw Hamburg from every angle. We climbed buildings, walked the canals, and saw the city under a microscope. Now it’s your turn.

A Miniature Wonderland

Hamburg has tons of museums, but the most popular is the Miniatur Wunderland. The museum is located in the Speicherstadt, in an old storehouse used in the early 1900s. Now, it houses Germany’s largest model train collection (and most visited museum in the country). It is the most German museum I’ve ever visited.

We spent hours watching trains zip through tiny European towns, watched Pompeii erupt and cover an Italian city, airplanes take off, mini-Oktoberfest celebrations, and cars cruising the Las Vegas strip. We saw mini-people, dinosaur bones, protests, and concerts. It was like being a part of an I-Spy book.

A Glimpse of the Past

On Saturday, we spent a lazy morning in a Cafe before visiting the St. Nikolai Memorial. 5 Euros buys you entry to the museum, and an elevator trip to the top of the church tower.

The church is a memorial for Operation Gomorrah, a bombardment that lasted nearly 3 months in the summer of 1943. During the operation, nearly 70 percent of Hamburg was destroyed and 40,000 people were killed. The church remains as a reminder of the destruction. The only parts that survived is the basement and the bell tower. In the basement, a small exhibit describes the role the church had in the Nazi regime and the events around the bombing.

From the top of the church tower, a 360-degree view shows how Hamburg has rebuilt and progressed since then.

Hamburg’s Speicherstadt and Hafencity

We took a walking tour through the Speicherstadt (warehouse district) and Hafencity, a newly built area of Hamburg. The city’s history as a hub for commercial trade and business is very similar to Amsterdam; less emphasis on religion, race, government rule, and more focus on money, diversity, and prosperity.

Germany’s Best Kept Secret

Our last day in Hamburg was spent walking the observation deck at the Elbphilharmonie (it’s free!). I’m pretty sure we saw Hamburg in every way: miniature, birdseye, and streetview. It was diverse, and a good mix of history and modernity.

For tourists visiting Europe, Hamburg is a must. One of Germany’s largest cities, it’s often passed over by visitors for Berlin, Munich or other popular tourist destinations. But it has a lot to offer between history, architecture, sightseeing, and activities. There was plenty we didn’t do or see, and I know that any future trip to Hamburg has the potential to be completely different, with new quarters of the city to see and new places to experience.

High School in Germany

When I think of schools in rural areas, I think of Ohio.  Underfunded, old, and probably not the best education.  But honestly, I think of the same things when it comes to urban or suburban schools. Walking into the Sassenberg Secondary school was like walking into a corporate HQ…only this one was for learning.  My university wasn’t even this nice! Clean, open areas, windows lining every wall, full teaching kitchens, gyms with rock climbing walls, a cafeteria that looked like a casual dining restaurant, and every student equipped with a laptop or tablet to use for class. 

A 45 minute drive from Bielefeld lies the provincial town of Sassenberg, and it’s exactly how you would imagine a German village to be like.  The early morning drive was dark, and we wouldn’t know where we were if it not for Google maps tracking our drive.  The only thing we could see were oncoming headlights through the low fog that covered the road.  On the way home in the afternoon, the grey sky gave light to a foggy countryside of timbered houses, farmland, horses, and long stretches of two-lane roads dotted with castles and medieval structures. 

You’re not going to see any photos from the school here…I didn’t want to be creepy 🙂

We arrived at 7:30, and students were rolling in (literally.  They have bike parking lots) and preparing for class.  Our group was the main event.  Schools throughout Germany take part in Project Weeks, a week during the school year where teachers take a back seat and the students get to participate in something that builds onto whatever it is they’re studying.  Some project weeks are Arts focused, Engineering based, or like ours, cultural experiences. 

Our main goal is to encourage English speaking, help them feel comfortable, and grow in confidence as an English-speaker.  The students don’t have to go to “real” class, so they love it.   We offer students a unique experience of interacting with a native English speaker (often for the first time), and learning about the customs and culture of the English-speaking world. Most of what they know about America they learn through music, Marvel, and Netflix.

Here are a few things about America that blew their mind:

  • We have to pay for healthcare.
  • Most places don’t have train systems or good public transportation.
  • We have school shootings.
  • Marijuana is legal (in some states).

The most common questions I got were:

  • Do you own a gun?
  • Do you smoke weed?
  • What do you think of Trump?
  • Have you been to Los Angeles or New York?
  • Do you know any famous people?

But my favorite part of all was that the students didn’t know I spoke German.

“Do you speak German?” they would ask me.

“This is an English class. No, I don’t.” They would smile slyly and start talking about something rude, or off topic or you know, high school. And I would smile back and then reply to them in English, fully knowing what they’re talking about.

“Hey, I don’t think it’s a good idea to be talking about what party you’re going to this weekend. If you want to talk about it, talk about it in English.”


Mind blown.

While the school system and the schools may be different, there’s one thing that’s always the same: high schoolers.  They are just like students in the States and all I can say is, boy am I glad I am not in high school anymore. The number of times I was asked about drugs or beer or parties…🤦‍♀️

Christmas in Germany

It’s been pouring all day, in true German fashion. But no one cares because they are all inside preparing for family and church. And even though it’s grey and soggy out, the constant ringing of church bells provides a festive reminder.

I’ve said before that I think Germans do a better job of celebrating Christmas. Sure, there’s cookies and candy galore, Christmas trees, and presents, but everything is just a little bit different. Allow me to take you through a typical German Christmas season…who knows, you might want to adopt some festivities into your holidays.

Christmas Markets

The last weekend in November marks the start of the holiday season with the opening of Christmas Markets. The Weihnachtsmarkt becomes a central meeting point for the community, where everyone comes together to drink Glühwein, eat Currywurst, and stroll the Altstadt. The typical Weihnachtsmarkt will always include a Ferris Wheel and some attractions for the kids (like a mini amusement park). This year, Bielefeld added an ice rink for Curling and skating.

Santa Comes Early

On December 6th, put your boots out because St. Nikolaus is coming to town. This tradition is observed in many European countries. Children leave their boots in front of the door, and wake up on Dec. 6th to find them stuffed with chocolates and oranges. If they are naughty, their boot will have a lump of coal. I asked a German friend about this tradition, and he said he loved getting oranges on Nikolaustag, since the fruit was so rare that time of year.

Advent is a Big Deal

I’ve been going to church since I was little, but none of the churches I went to really emphasized Advent. In Germany, it’s both a religious experience and something observed at home throughout the season. Every flower shop sells Advent candles and wreaths, and families gather every Sunday for Advent tea or dinner. Plus, everyone has an Advent calendar. These calendars typically have chocolates, but can also have beauty items, toys, and more. The surprise on Dec. 6 is always a chocolate St. Nick.

The Tree Stays Outside

While the Weihnachtsbaum is usually purchased in advance, it doesn’t usually get decorated until Christmas Eve. Until then, most people will leave the tree wrapped up on their patios. When it comes time to decorate the tree, it is similar to the US where everyone will have different ornaments and decor. Most trees will have candles, garland, and occasionally, dried fruit (you can even purchase trees with dried lemon and orange slices attached).

Weihnachtsbäume line the streets at the Paderborn Weihnachtsmarkt

Christmas Comes Early

In Germany, Christmas is on Heiligabend, or as we know it, Christmas Eve. Shops close at 1:00 p.m. and the holiday begins. Trees are decorated, feasts are enjoyed, and presents are open. Last year, our building was joyful (and maybe a little buzzed) until the wee hours of Christmas morning. 🍻

Everything (as usual) is Closed

From the 24 until the 27, everything is closed. No grocery, pharmacy or Boxing Day shopping. Even the Christmas Markets are closed. Go to the markets on the 23rd to experience Germans preparing for the 3-day apocalypse. We ran out of food by the 26th last year, and spent the evening at a local pizza place. This year, we plan on making a tradition out of it. 🍕

Everything being closed is one of my favorite things about living in Germany. Especially around a major holiday, it helps relieve the stress of work looming over you when you’re enjoying time with family. But honestly, I think most Germans use the extra day for recovery (see above re: staying up all night drinking).

Frohe Weihnachten

Whether you’re celebrating tonight, tomorrow, or not at all, I wish you a warm belly full of Glühwein, and visions of Pfeffernüsse dancing in your head. Frohe Weihnachten.🎄

A Culture of Remembrance

Today is November 9. In Germany, this day is called Schicksaltag (Day of Fate). This day holds great significance in modern (and not so modern) German history; namely, it’s the day the Berlin Wall fell (1990), the day the emperor was overthrown (1918), and the day of Kristallnacht (1938).

Today, in Bielefeld, thousands have marched in protest to a Neonazi demonstration in the city. (The Neonazis march in Bielefeld every year on the 9th of November to protest the imprisonment of Holocaust denier Ursula Haverbeck. She is 91.)

The city, businesses, and people, are speaking out against Nazism. Everywhere in Bielefeld, you will find anti-nazi, pro-unity, and (my favorite) “Bielefeld ist Bunt” signs. (you can follow the events on Instagram with #bi0911)

Along with banners against racism, the crosswalks are now rainbow. Bielefeld ist bunt!

Stumbling into History

Throughout Europe, if you look closely, you might find a shimmer of brass in the cobbled streets. When you’re walking, you’ll feel a difference if you step on it. A smooth square of brass, etched with someone’s name, sitting in front of a house. These are Stolpersteine (stumbling stones), a memorial project to commemorate victims of the Holocaust.

Since 2018, 70,000 stones have been laid. Bielefeld is home to 153.

Every stone has the same information: The person’s name, birthdate, their “charges” against them, and most of the time, their date of death.

Here lived Wilhelm Kappe,
Born 1911.
Arrested May 1943
“Military Corruption”
“Political unreliability”
Self mutilation
execution 11.10.1943

It is not what is written [on the stolpersteine] which intrigues, because the inscription is insufficient to conjure a person. It is the emptiness, void, lack of information, the maw of the forgotten, which gives the monuments their power and lifts them from the banality of a statistic.

Joseph Pearson, Historian.

These stones are not just commemorating the Jewish people that were murdered during Hitler’s Reich, but any person that was marginalized by, or spoke out against the Nazi Socialist Party. Many of the stones in Bielefeld are for people that committed “high treason” and were subsequently executed.

For Richard Otto Senkel, his crime was marrying a Jewish woman. He and his wife were arrested, separated, and eventually murdered.

ARRESTED 1943. BORN 1893
MURDERED 31.8.1943

With the Stolpersteine, the people of Germany remember the horrors of the second world war and march to prevent it from happening again.

Remember when Nazis were bad?

One of my favorite parts about living in Germany is seeing how they remember their country’s darkest history. It’s a culture of remembrance, but also a culture of action. Yes, clearly there are still issues of racism and anti-semitism in Germany (and around the globe), but Bielefeld, and cities all over Germany are doing things to fight against repeating history.

What are you doing?

This post is just mushroom pictures

In the parks, hidden beneath the undergrowth and seeping out of old stumps, are mushrooms (Pilz). These fungi grow anywhere soggy and muddy, and come in all sorts of shapes and colors. In fact, Germany is known for its mushrooms and consumes the most amount in Europe (2.9 kilos per person annually). There’s even a Pilz App which helps with identifying mushrooms.

Mushrooms are such an integral part to the German lifestyle, that the word has taken on special meaning. Glückspilz (literally lucky mushroom or happy mushroom) is used to describe a lucky person. It means “lucky devil/sod/dog/bastard”…probably not the most polite word.

While it is legal to pick mushrooms in Germany, it’s only allowed in designated areas (parks ain’t one of them). Plus there are over 60 poisonous types that grow in the wild, so I’m not going to test my luck. I’ll stick to getting mine at Weihnachtsmarkt, battered and fried, please.

Instead, please enjoy this random collection of photos of mushrooms I’ve encountered.🍄

With all these mushrooms, Gnomes have got to be lurking nearby.

Back to Hogwarts

The real reason we went to London

Just like our trip to Berlin had ulterior motives, our trip to London was really just a means to an end. Honestly, the only reason we scheduled the trip was to visit the Harry Potter Studio Tour, AKA Hogwarts.

Comment below and let me know what Hogwarts House you’re in!

A short train ride outside of London brings you to Watford, a city that for ten years, was the homebase of the Harry Potter films. It still houses the UK’s Warner Brothers Studio, a working film and TV studio that has shot films like Inception, Fantastic Beasts, Wonder Woman, and plenty of Bond films.

When the Harry Potter franchise finished filming in their lots at the studios, pretty much everything was put into storage: costumes, props, complete sets, you name it. Since 2012, the Harry Potter Studio Tour has been open to the public, with rotating exhibitions all about the Harry Potter film series.

The safest place in the world for something you want to hide

During our visit, Gringotts Wizarding Bank was the main attraction, and we got to see all the details that went into creating the perfect bank Goblin, the LeStrange vaults, and the dragon. We even saw a mysterious package left in Vault 713…🤔

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The Studio Tour is an expansive journey through the wizarding world, with everything from Platform 9 3/4, to Malfoy Manor and the Forbidden Forest. With an audio guide and a Wizarding World passport, we were free to wander through the studios. There are plenty of interactive activities along the way, like green screen photos playing Quidditch or riding the Hogwarts Express. While we didn’t do any of those, we did stop for a Butterbeer. 🍻

It’s all in the details

My favorite thing about exploring the studios was getting up close to all of the props. They are intricately made, and the process of creation was explained in detail on the audio guide. There are so many winks and nudges to the book series throughout the films that don’t get mentioned at all. For example, some of the props in the Gryffindor Common Room included a copy of the famous wizarding book, The Adventures of Martin Miggs the Mad Muggle, and a portrait of Professor McGonagall as a young woman.

Each carriage on the Hogwarts Express was decorated for a specific movie, and you can visualise the scene as you walk through.

Can you guess the movie?

Muggle Studies

There was so much to do and see at the Harry Potter Studio Tour, I could have easily spent all day there (and we pretty much did). It was an immersive experience that made me feel like I was actually in Diagon Alley, robbing a bank, or relaxing in the common room. Moreover, I learned a lot. As someone who would definitely identify as being obsessed with Harry Potter and knowing too much about the books and movies, I learned new things through the audio guide experience.

While the tour shows tons of props and sets, it does a great job explaining the craft and engineering that went into creating the wizarding world. I got a crash course in mechanics in the magical creatures exhibit, and learned all about architectural planning and drafting while touring the Art Department.

Hogwarts, A History

I think by now, if you’re reading this, you know how much I love Harry Potter. I have read these books a dozen times (even in German!), and each time I read them, I find something new. I make a new connection, discover sneaky foreshadows and callbacks, and fully dive back into the Wizarding World. Seeing the sets and props from the movie just cemented my love for this series and made me realize how much of a phenomenon Harry Potter is. People were visiting and geeking out (just like I was) from all over the world.

Sure, the Harry Potter books are done, and the movies are almost 20 years old, but they still hold their value for millions of people. If J.K. Rowling isn’t remembered as one of the most renowned contemporary authors of our time, I will eat my witch hat.

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts, teach us something please.

A Weekend in London

All Turned Around

After a year of living in a non-English speaking country, I finally was able to take a trip to the birthplace of the English language: England. The Motherland. Home of such greats as Shakespeare, Bronte, Rowling. You might have figured out by now that I am a bit of an Anglophile. As a child, I was obsessed with British culture and literature, always dreamed of going to the UK, and have probably seen every British film made in the past 2 decades. But being there was completely different than what I had imagined.

Question: Can you get culture shock from hearing your native language? After a short flight from Germany, we arrived in London and began our journey from Heathrow airport into the city. People stopped to speak with us, asking about the trains, trying to help us (presumably), and I had no idea what they were saying.

“Bitte?” Oh wait… no… “I’m sorry, excuse me?” That’s better. 🤦‍♀️ I had to take my German head off and replace it with my English one. (I will say, I was not entirely successful… Someone did get a “danke” and there definitely was a “tschüss” said.)

Happy to be here

The plan for the weekend was to have no plans, just explore and do what we felt like doing: eat Indian food, go to museums, sit in parks, get books (in English!! It’s the little things in life, my friends), and meet the Queen.

We scheduled a tour for Harry Potter Studios, and I’ll definitely be telling you all about that in another post.

We took the underground and the double decker busses, walked the city and spent time looking at things without an agenda. It seemed like every street was familiar, like I had been there before, probably from watching so many films and Royal processionals. The feeling of being there for real had me literally clapping for joy.

Now, I realize, like all major cities, that London is not a true representation of the country as a whole. It is the largest city in Western Europe, and quite frankly, would probably do well as its own country. It’s overpriced, overpopulated, and overvisited (probably not as bad as Amsterdam though).

While it didn’t feel very crowded while walking around the city, the population density can easily be felt riding the underground during peak hours. These trains come every minute, with people 20 deep lining the platform ready to squeeze into a train car that’s already ready to burst. It’s insane. But it’s orderly and polite, and eventually everyone gets to where they’re going.

On the street, taxis and busses compete with pedestrians, everyone walking and driving on the… LEFT. My brain could not handle this. The UK must be used to silly foreigners jumping into traffic because every crosswalk had “LOOK LEFT” or “LOOK RIGHT” painted on the ground.

I bet you’re expecting a door to be on this side, huh? We’re all turned around.

An Accidental Walking Tour

We spent the day in Downtown London, our first stop: the British Museum. The Museum holds famous items such as the Rosetta Stone, Parthenon sculptures and Hokusai artwork.

After the museum, we walked around London, seeing Trafalgar Square, Hyde Park, St. James’s Park, Buckingham Palace, Westminster, and everything in between.

We didn’t plan on this, we just kind of started walking and pointing, “oh, look! What’s that over there? Let’s go see!”

Our walking tour continued with Downing street, the London Eye, Parliament and the Supreme Court buildings, Big Ben (under construction), and of course, Waterstones.

The Best Souvenirs

During our visit, we walked 66 km (41 miles). We ate accordingly, gorging on fish and chips, Japanese food, and the best Indian food I have had in my life. With full bellies and sore feet we were ready to make our way back to Germany, but not without some commemorative trinkets.

That’s right: Books. In English. Awww yiiisss. One stop at Waterstones later and we added another carry-on to our luggage. Good Omens, Once Upon a River, and Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.

When in the UK, read British authors.

Might I also suggest some tea while you read? I hear it really brings out the character development.

Postcard Teas: tasting room and super tasty teas.

This trip to London was a good introduction to the city.  I am already planning other visits to explore more of the country outside of the typical popular tourist destinations.  Plus, it would be nice to have a real Cornish Pasty.