Crossing borders

Yesterday we walked to Switzerland (whoa, I totally forgot how to spell that for a second) because we wanted to see what their grocery stores are like. I trapped myself in a sweater because it was cold and windy when we got groceries at our local. However, on the way there, I soon discovered it was fucking boiling out, and I was wearing a black t-shirt with a red hoodie. I could've taken the sweater off, but then I would've looked gross. No time for that.

Once we made it to Kreuzlingen, we tried to cross the street at one of those zebra crosswalks, but some douchebag decided to almost run us over and then he had the audacity to honk at us! I raised my arms in protest and said, "What! It's a crosswalk!" Then he made a sign that means I'm stupid. I should've kicked his car. After that, we were scared to cross the street.

I saw a man and his dog, and his dog was trying to bite him, so he kept yanking it up in the air by it's leash. I was like, "Christ, if someone kept holding me up in mid-air by a leash, I'd try to bite them too!" I don't understand why some people get animals if they don't like them.

After roaming around the town for a bit, we finally stumbled across a mall. We almost circled the entire building before we found an entrance. What kind of mall only has 1 entrance?? A Swiss mall. Inside, the mall was circular, like a slinky. The grocery store, COOP, was gigantic. The first thing we saw was the beer aisle. We were like kids in a candy store. They had all my favorite beer! Well, almost.. no Canadian beer.. but they did have cans of Dr. Pepper. We also found Canadian Bison steaks, but they cost about 30 swiss francs, and we only took out 20. So, we bought a bunch of beer and some cookies and made our way back to Germany.

By the time we got home, the tape I used to fix my shoe had worn away. That's how I knew it was good walk.

Do dogs eat horses?

I'm reading my livejournal from 2005. I miss my everyday musings, so I'm going to attempt to keep up with this thing.. again.

Yesterday we went to this little village outside of Konstanz to see this canyon. Anna decided not to tell me how far or how long it would take us to reach said canyon. After an hour or so of hiking along a narrow, muddy path, a sign said "2.5 km" I wouldn't have minded so much if it wasn't 7 p.m. and 27 degrees out! Anyway, I agreed to trek on but only for another half an hour since I didn't want to get trapped in the forest after dark... that's when the german werewolves come out...

We came to a fork in the road. On one side there was a girl with a horse, on the other side, rabid dogs. Seriously, the ran from their masters toward the horse all barking with the hackles up. Anna stayed back because she thought the dogs were going to rip the horse apart then get all blood lust and go after us. We decided to avoid the dogs and go up the hill instead. After a few km's, a bees nest, and pond with lots of baby frogs, I decided we went in the wrong direction. We did make it to another canyon, which I thought was the original one, but Anna said there was supposed to be a beach and a kiosk.

Holding back my frustration, we turned around and went back home. We did find a nice free beach though.

Meersburg

Yesterday, we went to Meersburg. It's across the lake and it takes about 20 minutes to get there by ferry. It's pretty touristy there but not as bad as the altstadt in Konstanz. I want to rip my hair out when I get stuck in a crowd down there.

That is one of the oldest castles that someone still lives in. We tried to find the entrance to go visit it because apparently there's all this cool stuff in it, but we just ended up climbing a lot of stairs only to go down a hill again. Oh, and look at that van! It looks totally normal to me now but when I first got to Germany last year, I was like WTF!