Monday

DAY 321

Sunday 27 May 2012

Heinz setting up the lens
Can we get a witness? Can we get an AMEN?! We had to "testify" to the incredible kindness, of our new friends Heinz and Luzie. Their insistance that we not do any chores, make any meals or pay for anything but just relax in their home was above and beyond the call of duty. Hallelujah! After setting out a huge breakfast with ham, wurst, cheese, rolls, brown bread, coffee, raw ground pork with onions and juice, we began to pack up. While Dian was stowing some gear in the van Heinz appeared at the door with a wicker basket full of provisions including biscotti, rolls, sausage, jams and about six water bottles. As he and Luzie put it, "We know how it feels to be out camping on the road." We took some photos of each other out on the back porch then bade farewell to Heinz who waved back at us till we rounded the last bend of his street.



















By 11AM we arrived in the once important trade route town of Lubeck. We encountered a statue of a man who looked like an old California prospector but was actually Johannes Brahms, who had visited Lubeck. The canals and winding streets through the hills reminded us that just about every town with a large source of water had something special about it. This one had marzipan. We followed Heinz' recommendation and peered at hundreds of confections all sculpted and decorated out of almond paste. Charles couldn't resist an early birthday rum ball which he generously shared while we listened to a violinist street musician. We also listened to the low toned bells that struck at noon and kept going for a half hour. Nicole decided she HAD to have a vanilla ice cream and so she bought one near the canal and old towers. The towers were listing towards each other due to being built on marshland. Inside there was a nice museum.

Look crooked? That's because it is
Local guys doing a push up contest downtown
When we returned to the van it was so blasted hot that we had to roll down the windows - (no AC). When we got rolling Nicole shouted over the wind, "I'm going to miss yelling in the van." On the autobahn the Sunday crowd snaked for 30 miles of stop and go traffic...ON THE OTHER SIDE. Thankfully we sailed right through Germany, entered Holland and were at Roos and Henri's house by 6:30 PM.
Over cocktails in the back yard Charles opened his "mail" as did Roos and Henri. They each received a box of See's candies compliments of Grandmother and Grandad. Nicole also received two letters and we enjoyed the sunset while catching up with each other. After sampling some of her chocolates Roos excused herself to begin making dinner while Henri started the barbecue for chicken satay. (Can we hear that AMEN?!!)
At first unaware of her being photographed doing her window washing duties
Ah, there's the camera
One of the things Roos is good at is cooking as some of you know who have followed our blog. The peanut sauce she made was so good we thought we'd share her recipe (in simple man's terms, by Nicole):

chop 4-5 onions finely
use garlic press on 3 large cloves of garlic (or 6 small)
coat the bottom of the pot with oil and turn on flame, stirring onions and garlic
2 normal spoonfuls of hot pepper sauce or chop up some hot peppers
a good splash of sweet soy sauce
2 big spoonfuls of peanut butter, then stir for a while
once stirred add in a good hefty amount of milk, then stir
add more milk, then stir
add ginger or ginger liquid, and lime zest and juice, stir
you're done.

We called Grandmother and Grandad and got caught up with them. Nicole sent them a few photos of our time with Heinz and Luzie then we fell contentedly into our beds in our private guest house.

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