Remember how we once started this blog, about travelling with a baby? And then Bowser suddenly wasn’t a baby anymore and we got ourselves a Watson? Okay, probably you don’t remember. But I can assure you that’s exactly what happened. And guess what? Watson is now also not a baby anymore! So again, we need a new one.
Travels with Bowser Posts
“Why are there white lines on the road?”
“To separate the different traffic lanes.”
“So people on the road know where to drive.”
“Ehm… it’s safer that way. Those lines prevent a lot of accidents.”
“Because they provide structure. Just like all the road signs and stuff.”
“Well… I just told you: it’s for safety.”
“You cannot keep asking why! This is just how it is.”
Bowser sits next to the coachman and is very impressed. They talk about Sarah and Bianca, the two horses in front of us. What a luck we found this horse-drawn vehicle to bring us back to our car. The last two days we walked a lot. My legs are tired. Bowser’s legs are way shorter than mine; I can’t imagine how exhausted they must be. He’s obviously very relieved that he can just sit down for a bit now. I understand. And I’m very proud of him, for walking along with us so well. I mean, he’s only two years old.
After an hour of wandering through the old town, we stop at a beer garden for Frühschoppen. It’s a Sunday morning in southern Germany after all; what else could we possibly do? We take a seat at one of the long wooden tables under the trees and order Bamberg’s most famous beer: Schlenkerla Rauchbier (smoked beer). It tastes like bacon.
There she is! Dr. Watson finally arrived. Bowser is a proud brother now. And he suddenly seems so big too…