Bastogne and German Soccer

Bastogne, Belgium was great but it was totally unexpected. For one, the military museum was alright but it was a bit on the bland side. A nazi uniform here, an American M-1 there...all very nice but it was sort of a yawn. What made it interesting was that I was the only American in the entire museum. It was a surreal feeling...sorta looking from the outside in. However, the Belgians seem extremely appreciative of the Americans for liberating their villages even to this day. That was cool.

Before heading out, I decided to hit the t0wn. Whatever the Bastogne liberation museum lacked, the town of Bastogne more than made up for it. For one, the waffles were to die for! I am convinced this is why America liberated this town to begin with. They were fantastic. Belgians are also famous for their beer that is brewed by Monks. Fortunately the stores are open on Sunday so I was able to pick up a couple different varieties of this beer called "St. Bernardus Abbey" and it was delicious. Nothing like the German stuff but still really good. Germany has some really strict brewing laws which prevent anything more than a few ingredients to be used in beer. No such thing in Belgium. Regardless, their beer tasted like a premium microbrew you might find back in the US. Soooo good! Here is a pix from the town of Bastogne:

Today (Sunday) I am heading out with a buddy to go see the Kaiserslautern Red Devil Soccer team lose to some hapless team from Eastern Germany. Needless to say, K-town isn't fielding a great team this year but the games are fun to go to anyway. Having ten thousand raving mad fans maintain a level of intensity through the entire ninety minutes of a game is nothing like I've seen before. Couple this with the crisp cool air and clear blue skys, and the result should be a great time.

Fall has definitely set in here in Germany. The travel season is rapidly coming to an end. I am going to try to maintain this blog weekly but no one wants to hear about all the TV we watched as we sat a home on a gray November Sunday. No worries...