Wednesday, December 31, 2014

My Top Albums of 2014

This year was a fantastic year for music. I had many travels and a lot of time in those travels to enjoy a handful of solid albums. I had a blast at Lollapalooza in Chicago (seeing many of the groups/artists below) and also loved listening to the albums below on my long train rides in Europe this past fall—where music was essential for reflection, relaxation and time consumption.
However, let's get right to my TOP ALBUMS OF THE YEAR...

OH BABY, it's a TOP 15 this year! So HERE WE GO:


15. Future of Forestry // The Piano & Strings Sessions

Just like the title says, a refreshing and soothing take on some of our favourites.




14. Switchfoot // Fading West

They've been together for a long time and they keep making great music... and they're amazing people, you can't go wrong.




13. Phantogram // Voices

You feel like an invincible, electro-energized badass listening to this album.




12. alt-J // This Is All Yours


You don't know what they're singing half the time, but their instrumentation and intonation trumps the lyrics anyway.




11. Ben Howard // I Forget Where We Were

I'll never forget where I was when I listened to this album over and over:
Tuscany, Italy, working in a family's vineyard looking over rolling hills... sorry I brought that up.




10. Ásgeir // In the Silence

Icelanders are music writing GURUS. Enough said.
An original and acoustic version of one of the best songs on the album.




9. Kye Kye // Fantasize

A family band consisting of 3 Estonian-born siblings based in Portland,
and the frontwoman's name is Olga!
Indietronica at its finest. What else do you want?




8. Hey Rosetta! // Second Sight

A thoroughly engaging, endearing, and musically jam-packed album. One where you headbang very noticeably while singing along loudly in the car... solo.




7. Sam Roberts Band // Lo-Fantasy (Deluxe Version)

Again, Sam Roberts Band is as tight as a band can be. Riffs and groove galore.



6. Jars of Clay // 20

A silky smooth 20th anniversary re-recording of fan voted favourites from their two decades as a phenomenal band. Includes two great new songs as well.




5. Sleeping at Last // Atlas: Year One

One of those albums you listen to while admiringly looking down onto the world from your window seat, high in the sky.



4. Vance Joy // Dream Your Life Away

Vance will melt your heart. I witnessed this, standing beside several love-struck/fainting women during his Lollapalooza set this summer.



3. Bahamas // Bahamas Is Afie

This guy can shred a guitar, yet he does so in the most effortless, nonchalant manner. This album will make your head swim with pleasing goodness.




2. James Vincent McMorrow // Post Tropical

Talk about mind-blowing falsettos, which even blow the minds of the preceding songs' falsettos.
This album is epic beyond measure.






...

AND MY FAVOURITE ALBUM OF 2014 IS...

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1. Manchester Orchestra // COPE & HOPE

The album that became two. COPE is a genuine rock album. Manchester Orchestra felt that they needed to buck the electronic trend so many of their peers were following. A hard-hitting, electric guitar smashing album of piercing vocal melodies and blasting distortion was brought to life as a result. Then came HOPE. HOPE was the kicker for me as it was surprisingly released five months later. It uncovered the complementing, heartfelt side of the same lyrics and skeletal compositions of COPE. Overall, Manchester Orchestra intricately exposed the beautiful acoustic faces of their core songs from COPE. Enjoy "Girl Harbor" and "Top Notch," two songs that clearly illustrate the difference between Manchester Orchestra's yin-yang albums:




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Local Albums

Saint Kris // 329

It is an honour to have contributed to Saint's album with "Flow". It is also NOW UP ON SoundCloud as a FREE DOWNLOAD. Enjoy!



&
The Bros. Landreth // Let It Lie

Honourable Mentions of 2014

Coldplay // Ghost Stories
Stars // No One Is Lost
Broken Bells // After the Disco
Wild Cat! Wild Cat! // No Moon At All
John Butler Trio // Flesh & Blood

The Ones That Got Away (2013)

Half Moon Run // Dark Eyes
London Grammar // If You Wait (Deluxe Version)
Dale Earnhardt Jr. Jr. // The Speed of Things

THANKS FOR LISTENING WITH ME. 
HAPPY NEW YEAR! 
WISHING YOU WELL THROUGHOUT 2015.
CHEERS!

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Maintenance and Memories // Revisiting Holsby

Okay, back to regularly scheduled posting... I hope to continue and finish my 'European Travels' series over the Christmas holiday. I've been back in Winnipeg now for over a month, but I still have plenty to share about the Fall adventures I had all those kilometres away.

I left Hamburg early Monday morning in mid October. Stepping onto the train, it chugged North to Stockholm via Copenhagen. One of the best things about this route is that the train literally rolls to the end of the track straight into a ferry; crossing a section of the Baltic Sea (a nice hour break to get some fresh salty air). My next stop was not Stockholm however... I made a connection in Nässjö and beelined SE toward Vetlanda. John Poysti, the director of Holsby Bible School, was waiting as I stepped off into the chilly Swedish air. I was indeed going back to visit the school I went to in the Spring of '08. In Berlin, I emailed John to check and see if they needed any help over the course of the next couple months. It just so happened that they were happy to have me come for a week and work with their maintenance team. I gladly accepted, and there I was, ready for a week of maintenance and memories.

The school's student body was small, about fifty in number this school year. A welcoming and kind group, in which I was delighted to meet and get to know over the week. For the work day, it was a blast with the three German full timers—Tobi, Philipp, Jan—and myself on maintenance. Below, I'll give you an overview with some notes of what my busy week looked like, and the sort of jobs I was handed. I also had the evenings off to enjoy staff and student-life alike and get a taste of this year's experience there.

Day 1
Maintenance work
My first day on the job we gathered metal scraps from the dump shed and took a trailer full to the dump in Vetlanda. I went with Philipp and we had a good time tossing the different shapes and sizes of junk from the trailer into the designated stall. After this we went to a hardware store to look for a certain tool bit. With no luck on the tool bit, we headed home. The way home proved to be difficult... In a construction bottleneck, our van broke down on the one-lane reduced highway. Having to push it to the side, we held up traffic causing an inevitable jam. Thankfully, the long line may have blindly been accepting due to the construction zone cover! We ended up pushing the van and trailer 200m to the next available emergency shoulder area. Though, two semi trucks squeezed by first in the tiny space between us and the median. There were literally only a few millimetres of separation. Tobi came about 30 minutes later and towed us with a rubber rope back to Holsby. It was quite the icebreaker on my first work day!

Evening
There was a staff surprise birthday party. All of the staff and all fifteen or so of their toddlers shockingly waited quietly to surprise the birthday girl! She amazingly didn't know of nor see the celebration coming either (it's hard to keep something quiet on such a small campus). We ate plenty of cake and watched the kids run around the house, chasing one another in a gleeful parading fashion. The husband even had this game of how well we knew his wife—shockingly I guessed 3 out of the 10 questions... Not too shabby for meeting them the previous day.

Day 2 
Maintenance work
That morning after breakfast I gave my testimony to the German maintenance guys. It was fascinating to be able to speak to a few Germans and have them understand in their second language. Having them relate to and able to discuss everything I was talking about in regards to my life's journey and faith was very encouraging as well.

The work day began afterward, and Jan and I were tasked with the important job of fixing the boy's dorm's old lounge couch. Its back rest was completely separated (probably from a few too many flying male bodies). This couch was a wooden tank. It had four layers of upholstery, so we sawed through it all and drilled 3 large bolts into each side, stapling the upholstery back when we finished. The rescue mission for this mammoth of a couch took way longer than we thought. Going back and forth from the workshop—trying to find the right equipment for the job—it ended up taking us the morning and most of the afternoon to complete the fix! It was well worth it though as it felt sturdier than ever.

Evening
I took the evening off to recuperate from my travelling time and the previous week in Berlin. I also blogged!

Day 3 
Maintenance work
Jan and I took the school's recycling to the bins in the town of Holsbybrunn down the street. Now, Jan is a funny character. He's not your typical straight-edged German, but rather one of those guys who could say anything, get away with it, and it would still be hilarious. I was basically his sidekick for the rest of the week as we tackled various jobs around the campus.
That afternoon I was up in one of the staff's attic distributing and spreading its sod insulation that was removed because of renovations. It was super dusty, dark and cramped up there. To get up, I had to climb a ladder and contort my body to fit through this small square entrance on the side of the house. Simultaneously the staff and students had their soccer intramurals, and the school's soccer pitch is right beside the attic I was working in... talk about torture. I wanted to play so badly, but I had a dusty job to do!

Evening
I took in the evening lecture from John Poysti, the director, that evening. He talked about discerning scripture and the mistakes people can make while trying to interpret and apply the word of God.

Day 4 
Maintenance work
Friday morning was a work morning for the whole student body. A handful of students and I took down over 15 tents that were hang dried from their camping trip the previous weekend. They needed to be matched with the corresponding rods, pegs, and bags as well to be packed up. So that was interesting trying to match up everything by looking at a drawing or picture of the tent. We also hung up 40 sleeping bags on hooks screwed into the ceiling, organizing their "outdoor trip" room.
After lunch, it was my final afternoon of volunteered work and I spent it cleaning up the woodcutting yard and cutting an old metal roof rack. Actually, Jan used the steel saw and I watched in awe as the orange sparks flew while the metal was sliced.

Evening
Friday night! A group of us (six Germans and I) drove to Vetlanda's public pool. We swam to our heart's content and sauna'd like a proud Scandinavian would. Later, back on campus, we had a staff movie night and watched the classic "Bulletproof Monk" with Sean William Scott.

Day 5

Saturday was a nice time to relax, walk/bike around the area, and enjoy the crisp Swedish Fall air. I also visited and caught up with the Poysti's over lunch, who were there at the school when I attended seven years ago. The newest addition to the campus was its Soccer-Golf course with strategically placed holes in the ground that soccer balls rolled and bounced into. It stretched from the soccer pitch around through the back forest and wrapped around, finishing on the other side of the school. The many trees provided the bend-it-like-Beckham obstacles, and if it wasn't for the deceiving slope of the 9th hole I would've beat the course record!

Saturday night was games night up in the Bik (beek), the name for the lounging loft above the chapel.  Intense UNO games and Foosball matches were had, as well as a Settlers of Catan game, where I was forced to display my deceptive, winning strategy in victory over a few of the students.

Day 6

My final day had come on Sunday, and I finally got the chance to play soccer with everybody! Philipp organized a Sunday afternoon scrimmage, full with an international flavour. The countries represented were Sweden, Canada, USA, Denmark, England, Germany, and Austria. Us actual soccer players had cleats and it just so happened that most of us were on the same team... Therefore, with us up 5-0, someone at half-time made the bold proposal for everyone to go barefoot! With the field pretty ripped up, wet, and muddy, the second half was quite the spectacle. I had two glorious chances to score but when I planted my left foot I went head-over-heels both times, smacking my butt on the grass. The other team ended up coming back and radically winning 10-9!

That evening we had a prayer and worship night in the chapel. The students organized it and grouped off sections with signs of countries in need of prayer. It was a sobering time, but it also was a humbling reminder of how blessed I am for living in the peace of Canada.

Monday morning I was driven to the train-station and just like that, my time there was over as quick as it began. It was a great experience to come in and meet such a good group of people in only a week's span. If you're looking for a Bible School abroad or a year off/gap year from studies or whatever really, check out the sites for Holsby and Bodenseehof (the other bible school I went to), I highly recommend the experience (no matter what age you are).


Here are a few pics from Sweden:

Fixing the wooden tank of a couch
Swedish Forest
Brunnsgården
In the town of Holsbybrunn
Up in the attic space with the sod
One of the best chocolate bars in the world
Ciao for now!

Saturday, December 27, 2014

#300

Update! It is hard to believe, but this exact post will be my 300th for this blog overall. I'm very appreciative of those who have taken the time to read, comment, and give feedback on my stories, opinions, videos, music, and personal experiences over the past 5 years. My postings have obviously slowed down, however I still love to occasionally write and express certain thoughts—which are so often unspoken and unshared with those around me in real time. So thank you, whether you check-in once in a while or have been here since the beginning, my peers, friends, and family!
Much love.


p.s. MERRY CHRISTMAS! I'm a little late, but I'm recording a rendition of "O Come O Come Emmanuel" that I performed with a couple friends at our Church for its Christmas Eve services. Hopefully I can share that with you ASAP. 

And stay tuned for my 'Top Albums of the Year' post coming SOOOOON! It's been a fantastic year of music.


Christmas Cheer and a Joyous New Year to you!

Monday, December 15, 2014

Friends in Deutschland Tour Pt. 4 // Hamburg

Standing near Alexanderplatz in Berlin, I hopped onto a MeinFernbus coach and we rolled forth to the autobahn, destination: Hamburg. My friend Robert was kind enough to message me and tell me that I had a place to stay if I came through Hamburg. I happily accepted his offer and was excited to see him and his fine city. Hamburg, a port, is built with flood prevention in mind and is anchored on the North Sea inlet of the River Elbe. This makes for beautifully, tall architecture and high walkways that connect buildings and streets alike.

Our first night we went out to the burger joint Jim Block, accomplishing my objective of having a hamburger in Hamburg. It lived up to the name and I obviously enjoyed it thoroughly. I admired the dark, sleek harbour's waters, which contorted the reflection of the city lights as we walked to the metro. The Rathaus (city hall) loomed over the open square as we walked alone, free to roam.

The next day we spent strolling down the riverside, checking out the sights on the water. From Hamburg's new opera house, with its fascinating curvature and bright reflective windows, to the marina with old refurbished ships and new muscle-engined race boats. A group of people released about 100 balloons, standing on the docks by an aesthetically pleasing parallelogram, glass building with stairs covering the one side to the top. After another breath-taking view from the top of the parallelogram building, the ferry taxi came by and we took a ride down the waterway.

On Sunday we went to Robert's church where a lot of international students attend (meaning English speaking!). Since it was my first time at their church I got a voucher for a free Ritter Sport after the service. Now that's a great way to keep your visitors close. I redeemed the chocolate bar during their community lunch after the service, and that's where I also met Robert's international student friends. We ate and then went to check out one of the biggest parks in Hamburg afterward. From there a handful of us went back to the water and made our way to its underground tunnel entrance; an old cylindrical stone structure. Opened to vehicles on the weekend, it's fairly narrow and cuts under the water to the southern side of the city. On the other side, we witnessed the picturesque shoreline in the dusk of our evening. A perfect ending to my weekend in Hamburg!

Here are some photos of my time there:

Robert was my personal photographer
The loud muscle race boats
The small marina
Yay for flood prevention
The parallelogram glass building
From the stairs, slanted angle
Stairs straight on!
A look over the harbour
Through the trees
Balloons!
Rise!
See the balloons?
Again, my personal photographer: Robert
The underground, underwater tunnel
The Opera House 
Rob and I
A fancy ferry 
A #mannytravelpose in front of the Rathaus
Photography fun!
Double vision #mannytravelpose

Next up: Handy Manny, the Swedish maintenance volunteer!

Ciao for now.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Friends in Deutschland Tour Pt. 3 // Berlin

Okay... It's been some time since I last posted was in a small room of a small home in rural Sweden back then. Now I'm in a large home in rural Tuscany, Italy. Of course, a bunch of travel has happened in between this three week gap, and I'll get to that sooner or later. However, I'm going to account back to before Sweden, to before I even knew I was going to Sweden. I made those plans while sitting cross-legged in a small bare room in a neighbourhood of... Berlin.


I went to Berlin to finally see the popular city and stay with my friends Caleb and Alexis [C&A] (Caleb is an amazing artist and you can view his collection on his website!). The last time I was in Europe I had only been connecting trains at the Berlin station. So this time I would see the city and the many things it had to offer. My first night there we took it easy and checked out C&A's neighbourhood. They live a stone's throw away from a "borrow shop", the only one of its kind in the city. You literally borrow anything in the store and return the item when you're done with it. Genius. We borrowed an air-mattress and a pump, thus giving me a bed for the week. Getting on the topic of TV shows with the owners of the shop, HBO's 'True Detective' came up and that gave us an idea for our night: Television Binge. Caleb and I started and finished the whole season that one night. All the way through the 8 episodes we kept pushing each other to stay awake and fight our sleepy, bedtime notions. Interestingly enough, it is fitting that we watched this show at the time we did, because you'll soon see why as you read on...

Caleb and I cycled everywhere the five days I was there, but we only covered a mere fraction of Berlin. The city layout and its regions are fragmented like a 100pc jigsaw puzzle. I've never seen as much graffiti in my life as well; commissioned work and that of talented amateurs, Berlin has it all.

We cycled to the Memorial for the Murdered European Jews of the Holocaust and walked through the thousands of erected concrete slabs, divided into many intersecting rows. Underground is a museum that holds the names of all known Jewish Holocaust victims. We read many accounts of these victims and the grim atrocities they were forced to witness, suffer and die from. Truly soul-wrenching.

Passing under and by the Brandenburg Gate, we followed the trace of where the Berlin Wall stood. On the streets, the tracing is a paired line of small metal, circular plates that represent the memory of the city's former separation. Winding our way on the bicycle paths, dodging blind drivers, we arrived at the East Side Gallery. A kilometre stretch of the Berlin Wall that still stands today. Painted with murals of commissioned art on one side and amateur's graffiti tags on the other. Here we took our Lidl €5 lunch and ate by the river, then perused the whole section of the Wall in the spitting rain.

Berlin's nightlife is apparently one of the best in the world. I didn't dare go to the Berghain for example, but you find hundreds of small pubs, restaurants, and cafés within the city blocks no matter where you are. C&A and I attended a Couchsurfing event of table tennis in a bar one night. Met a girl from California, two guys from France and Germany, and another girl from Eastern Europe (I forget the exact country she said she was from). After playing "Chinese" table tennis as they called it, (or "Around the World" as I'd always called it... I mean, wouldn't "Chinese" table tennis be a more professional version of the sport?) we again took to our bicycles and wandered the neighbourhood.

Our True Detective Scare
My final night in Berlin was a creepy one. We decided to check out an abandoned radio station located on the outskirts: Funkhaus Grünau. Taking our bikes aboard the S-Bahn, we made the trek out and arrived at the haunted looking brick building. As dusk turned to dark, we entered the back of the property and snuck in through a second floor window. Creepy. The pitch-blackness seemed to swallow us whole as we stepped deeper into the hollow hold. What was startling was the fact that another man, alone, was lurking about in there with us. I passed by a doorway and through my peripherals saw his silhouetted outline... and did a double-take with a nervous chuckle. He thankfully turned out not to be a mass-murderer...

In the most eerie room we found beer bottle candles, brimming over with wax all strewn about, a mattress (in which we did not want to know the owner), and graffiti with wooden crafts, which freaked us out the most. Cue "True Detective" once more. The stick crafts were of those in the show and the spray painted antlered creature fit the uneasy atmosphere all the same. We ventured into the basement and explored every nook and cranny till Caleb had his fill.

The Funkhaus Grünau gave me the sense of Berlin's mysterious sense of art and its mix of painful history in the same place. As eerie as it was, it was also quite fascinating, bold, and creative. The boiler room in the basement featured an escape hatch, with a pitch-fork and a large star-shaped spool at the foot of it. Another room had a group of individual head-shots of random faces that were defaced or displaying some sort of emotional expression. It was quite the experience.

The next day I hopped on the bus and made my way North West toward Hamburg. But I'll leave that beautiful city for my next post.

Here are some more Berlin photos!
The Reichstag
The Holocaust Memorial for the Murdered Jews of Europe
Berlin Wall reminder poles 
East Side Gallery on the river side
One of the most famous murals of communist leaders Leonid Brezhnev and Erich Honecker
Berlin Graffiti

ps I did enjoy a sweet and tasty Berliner doughnut in Berlin.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Friends in Deutschland Tour Pt. 2 // Darmstadt, Köln & Marburg

It came time to visit with Danielle again, the Winnipegger German turned Darmstadt(er?) German. She was kind enough to let me stay a full week with her, and I tried to repay her with dishwashing talents and a willingness to help out wherever. The opportunities presented themselves and suddenly I was a hired hand to help her two sets of friends move to their new places. I was excited; I got to meet cool Germans and also gained free trips to Köln and Marburg in process during the two weekends I was with Danielle (more on this in a bit). During the week I explored the neighbourhood, enjoyed döner kebabs, caught up on TV shows, and tried to determine my European life plan all while Danielle was at work (I'll also mention her stellar cooking skills, Jamie Oliver would be proud).

Back to the weekends however, for those held our fun, assisting adventures. The first weekend we joined Flo and Laura pack up a Europcar moving truck with all of their belongings and headed up to Köln. It is somewhat customary in Germany to paint whichever walls you don't like before you officially move in and unpack all of your things. Smart. So we painted the living room, then began to bring all of the boxes and furniture into the flat. All the while being the lone person who didn't speak German, I again tried to learn a little. The words for three types of rooms is what stuck: Arbeitzimmer, Schlafzimmer, und Küche. Auf Englisch: Workroom, bedroom and kitchen! Ah, I'm a pitiful linguist. Anyway, we celebrated the move with pizza (pronounced pit-za when around Germans), went for a special beer (I'll reveal the specialness in the next paragraph), then hit the hay after a long day.

After all we could do with unpacking the next day, we ventured out into the beautiful city of Köln. Lunch was particularly a treat. Besides the wonderful brotwurst covered with sauerkraut I devoured, Kölsch, Köln's prized pride and joy of beers, was featured. The legend has it that Kölsch is only allowed to be named Kölsch if it's brewed within a 50km radius of Cologne, and you ought to be in view of the cathedral to drink it. Therefore it is a product with protected geographical indication according to EU law! Neato. On our way home from lunch we walked past the massive cathedral, staring at its larger than life presence, thinking of the smooth beer we just savoured (and Catholicism of course).

The second weekend, it was Max's and Vero's turn to gladly accept our services. We hit the autobahn to Marburg, five in a VW van: Max, Vero, their friend Jan (who LARPs!), Danielle, and I. We were to paint and replace Vero's walls and carpet of her new flat's bedroom. Marburg was a lovely town in the hills. Apparently known for its blind citizens, this is too unfortunate considering the sheer eye-capturing beauty of the town's location. I mean, a castle nestled in the centre on a high hill peak, surrounded by unbelievable homes! It was my birthday weekend and I'm thankful I got to be in a wonderful scenic place with hilarious people. The crew even sung Happy Birthday to me in German on the climb up to the castle. For dinner, we went to a cafe that served auflauf, or casserole as we know it—another specialty of Marburg. Straight out of the oven, it was a burning, mouth-watering overload of fantastic. As a present, Danielle gave me a Milka OREO bar and a package of Hanuta, hazelnut chocolate filled delicious wafers. Finally, they surprised me the next day with a small chocolate cake Danielle baked with sparklers! It is German tradition to celebrate someone's 25th birthday the day after, just to make sure the person survives the night... JOKES, but that's what they told me because they hadn't found a time on my actual birthday to do it. Everything we did after that was met with a proclamation of, "GERMAN TRADITION!"

To top off my time with Danielle, we attended her friend Ina's Gothic party... Yes, a German Gothic party. My suspicions were confirmed, we would be in a cellar, drinking German beer, and listening to older hard rock, especially System of a Down. Eyeliner, black nail polish, and black fishnet gloves... I consumed the role. In sum, my visit to Darmstadt and the adventures that came out of it, encapsulated my quarter-of-a-century's-existence celebration quite well.

Here are some pictures of this leg!

Darmstadt
Cologne Cathedral 
View from Marburg's Castle
The Marburg Crew—Max, Jan, Danielle, and Vero
'Pt. 3 // Berlin' will hopefully be up this week as well!

Ciao for now

Monday, October 13, 2014

Friends in Deutschland Tour Pt. 1 // Stuttgart

The time had come for Willie and I to part ways. My five days were up, and his experience at Bodenseehof [Bode] was well underway. Solo travel mode was thus kick-started. (I'm ecstatic that I got to travel with my brother creating memories that we'll cherish for a long, long time. It already feels like it was quite some time ago!). From September 24th to this very day I began a bottom-to-top tour of Germany, visiting friends along the way. Here is a (hopefully) short and efficient summary of the past three weeks from my adventures; starting with the first leg of the tour...

Nächste Halt: Stuttgart. I planned to stay a couple nights with a friend, Gaby, who went to the Bode with me, however she surprised me with another Bode friend, Mirji, who joined us as well! Over the next couple days, we caught up on good memories, cooked up some Schwäbisch staples (spätzle, maultaschen and schnitzel of course—more on those here). Gaby had to be at university the next day, however Mirji was free and kind enough to show me around the city, taking me with her to various errands for her day. I experienced a day in the life of a German. First, was a meeting with a local bakery's owners. They discussed bread types and prices (in Deutsch of course) for a fair trade event at a high school Mirji volunteers at. I sat there with my mouth open the entire time, trying to pick up at least a few words (like Nutella... HA just kidding). Second, we dropped by the high school itself and as she made a few announcements to three Grade 9 classes, I was the show-and-tell in the background. Lastly, it was time to visit the Mercedes-Benz museum. It was massive. From the top floor down it took us on a historical whirlwind of the Daimler-Benz automobile dynasty. The ramps leading to each level/gallery gave corresponding dates and subsequent events of world history parallel with the legendary company. The facts were fascinating but the automobiles themselves were obviously the stars of the museum, and shone gallantly in the bright lights.

My final night there we reminisced, watching Bode home videos of performances from concerts, open mics, and special events throughout the '07/'08 year. It was a short and sweet visit in Stuttgart, but it was a blast catching-up with old friends, especially German old friends.

Here are some pictures from this leg of my journey:
Museum #mannytravelpose

Aesthetic Classics

Old School Benz

Mercedes-Benz Racing

Mirji on the left and Gaby on the right

Pt. 2 will be written and up within the next couple of days.

Ciao for now, and I hope those of you in Canada had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend!

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

From Normandy to the Bodensee

It's been some time folks. These past two weeks have flown by and therefore we have much to catch you up on. Willie and I last wrote to you on the ferry crossing over from Portsmouth to Ouistreham/Caen, Normandy, France. For our stay in Normandy we used the incredibly useful—now extremely popular—Airbnb website/app. Using it as a means to find accommodations only a couple of days before, we found an amazing family to stay with, five minutes from the ferry port. On our arrival, we were treated to a drink and talked with our hosts late into the evening. As we discussed our plans for the next day, they generously offered us their vehicle in order to get to all the places we wanted to visit! Surprisingly subjected to gracious hospitality, we couldn't refuse the offer. Promising to fill the tank and pay the small fee they requested, we set off the next day to experience Canadian WWII history. It was fitting that outside our bedroom window hung a string of alternating France and Canada flags from lamp post to lamp post.

Figuring out the reverse gear of a Renault 1990's Clio and adhering to the road signs of France was no easy task. Though the adjustment was fortunately quick and it was smooth sailing from there on in as we headed west from town to town, along the beautiful coast of Normandy. Our first stop was the Juno Beach Centre in Courseulles-sur-Mer. The museum and the beach itself were definitely top highlights during our travels. Spending about five hours in the immediate area, we took a tour of the underground German bunkers, read everything in the elaborately informative museum, walked on the beach, and admired our surroundings; all the while remembering and trying to grasp what had happened there 70 years ago. It was a humbling experience, but also made us extremely proud to be Canadian. Standing on the ground where our countrymen majorly influenced a crucial step toward ending the war was very special.

From the beach we drove to the Canadian War Cemetery about 7km away. A massive Canadian flag mural made up the centre of the parking lot. What awaited us in the cemetery was a beautifully kept resting place for hundreds of Canadian war heroes. I cannot describe how picturesque this place was (my pictures below may not convey this either). To see fallen young men our age was emotionally heavy, reminding us of how blessed we are today.

(If you watched the Normandy episode from this past season of Amazing Race Canada, where they went to Juno Beach and the Canadian War Cemetery, you'll see exactly where we stood and what we saw!)

After two nights in Normandy, we made our way inland to Paris. What a change of scenery: The big bustling city life. I'd much rather live in one of the small coastal towns of Normandy. I've been to Paris before, but I still wanted to show my brother the essential touristy spots of (and obviously being) Le Louvre and the Eiffel Tower. Overwhelmed by hours of countless artifacts and masterful paintings, we couldn't drag our legs any further. We tiredly ventured over to the Eiffel Tower... A word of advice, do not eat near or around the admirable landmark. Our dinners were reasonably priced, but what we weren't prepared for was the price of our Cokes. We forked over the additional €16 for two Cokes and walked a block over to the tower. The tower itself was epic. We looked out across the city landscape from the summit, witnessing the whole city brightly lit, acting as a massive vice pressed against the Seine river.

The following morning we boarded an early train to get to the Bodensee region of Germany via Zurich. It was time for us to make our way back to Bodenseehof Bible School in Fischbach, where our journey came full circle to a halt. I joined the welcome team staff and was happy to help out with meal set-up, serving, dishes and various daily activities around town, which showed the new students the surrounding area. It was great to see old familiar faces from my time there and meet new ones as well. It was a great five day stay, and I'll have to visit again before my time in Europe is through.

Here are a bunch of pictures from our previous two weeks of travel:

Juno Beach
Juno Beach Centre
Safety glasses and free Stubhub glasses
Dug up bunker
A French memorial
Canada House--Most likely the first liberated building on the beach
Canadian War Cemetery parking
Centre Cross Monument
Row upon row


Le Louvre
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Love Lock Bridge in Paris
Voila!
8pm Lightshow
Willie can't look down
No escape
Back to the Alps and the Bodensee
Now I am touring through Germany solo, visiting friends along the way. Of course another blog is to come from these current adventures.

Ciao for now!

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