The trip was a bit spontaneous, my plans changed a few times and I had no idea how to get from Frankfurt Hahn to Stuttgart until my last day before flying. Germany greeted me with rain. Now, c'mon, I'm not that bad, Germany, no need to cry that I came back. Unless it's tears of joy. Then by all means, continue. I took a bus to Frankfurt and from there to Karlsruhe and there my sweet and missed friend picked me up with her best friend and drove me to Stuttgart (well, Steten, to be exact). The first thing I learned was the magical catchphrase "Nice" *hand gesture*. And I had to use my all rusty German. Six years of learning it and I still suck, ugh. Well at least I understand what are people saying to me. Mostly. Sometimes it was just white noise.
But anyway, the first night we had some champagne at my friend's place and decided to go to sleep, cause oh, tomorrow we have oh so many things to do before the Rockabilly party. Ha. Haha. Hahaha. Goooooood plan. Wake up around 11, get out of bed around 13 (as to rephrase Guns'n'Roses) and had breakfast until 15. So we just went out, had a few laughs that I brought the winter to Germany cause it snowed at night, and did a bit of shopping before coming back and getting ready. Her mom made us...ugh, I don't remember German food names, I'm so sorry! But it's like mac'n'cheese, but better, cause it has meat and onions in it. Sooooooo gooood. We went out, met up with her another friend, had a cocktail and then we were picked up and driven to the party. Now I have never before gone to a Rockabilly party, but damn, this was awesome. The music, the people, the outfits!!! Oh my dear... And everybody had tattoos, and me being the visual person who enjoys looking at well done tattoos, well, that was heaven for my eyes. And everybody was so free, so friendly, singing along and dancing. It also felt a little like a Sons of Anarchy gathering, don't know why. The jackets? But it was super fun and I'd love to do that again.
Saturdaaaaay. We went to Stuttgart to have a walk there. Beautiful city in a valley. We also went to a merch shop, cause c'mon, you can never have too much merchandise stuff. And it's just enjoyable to look at them. We went to the biggest bookstore where I nearly had a mental breakdown, cause let's face it, I just go a little crazy in bookstores (pretty much the same in music and movie stores), because I'd like to buy soo soooo much but I don't have a. enough money b. enough space in my luggage. And it's really when you visit these stores you realize how small Lithuania is, because you see all this stuff that you can only get if you buy in other countries (plus it's cheaper to buy books/DVDs/CDs in other countries). We came back home, to get ready before another evening out. We went out to eat were I had another Swabian dish, and again, I do not remember what it's called but it had meat and spinach wrapped in dough and with potato salad as a side dish. Yum!
After eating we went to Stuttgart. Whaaat a night! We started at an Irish pub where one of her friends worked. I had a Green Monster and it made my tongue blue. We met up with some more people and then we went to Club Zentral to see people jam. Oh maaaaan... That place is so cool. People whoever wants can come up on stage and play, they can bring their own instruments, there are amps and drums, guitars. There was a guy who brought a sax. My God, the whole concept is brilliant, I could spend hoooours in there just listening. And the people who play...Damn, they're just so good at it. You know that feeling when people play and your skin just shivers because it just hit that spot in your soul? My oh my... These are the places that keep the soul of music alive. We need more places like this. Then we headed out to other bars cause saaaadly the jam bar closed. We tried the Latino bar, but c'mon, that was basically a grind fest, so we went to some other bar which makes their own beer. We thought of going to one club, but plans changed and we went to two bars instead. Both underground, both had no windows, both had great music. We danced and we drank and we laughed and we sang, and life was just beautiful and I've lost an earring and my scrunchy, but that didn't even matter, that's how great the night was. Morning came out of a sudden and we had to head home.
I slept a few hours and I had to pack again because I had to head to Heidelberg. The guy who drove us to Rockabilly was also conveniently going to Heidelberg that day, so he agreed to give me a lift. We had a nice two hour drive where we talked most time or just listened to music and enjoyed the view. He dropped me off at the Haupbahnhof where I met another friend. We checked in to a nearby hostel and went out for a few beers. The old town was a half an hour walk from the hostel, but c'mon, that is not that much when you think about it. We went to one cafe, a Mexican bar, and this bar which was on top of one building's roof, where we had some cocktails. We were both quite tired, so soon we came back to the hostel.
My friend left the next day and since it's no problem for me to explore the town myself, I went to the old town and wandered through the little streets. I thought I will have to spend the evening alone, and was a bit sad, cause I don't like to go to bars alone, but I was saaaaved! I got a visitor in the evening and we went to Hard Rock Cafe (I mean, how can you not like that place?). Talks, even more talks about pretty much everything and coincidences, and drinks, and songs, and walks through the town at night, while searching for another bar. After looong wandering we found one bar I wanted to check out but it was packed and the music was not that good, so we left again. And we found such an awesome bar! I think it was called Eckstein (Eckstein, Eckstein - alles muss versteckt sein (I just know this because of Oomph)) and the music was awesome and we were the only two people there, so we chatted with the bartender as well. He actually kicked out a few people because they came in completely drunk and asked to change the music. Um hello, when good rock or metal is playing you have no right to even THINK of changing the music. We stayed until the bar was closing and we went back to the hostel. On our way back we saw a fox just wandering around one square. I'm not joking, it really was there. The fox didn't say anything like in the song, it just ran away every time we got close to it (I just wanted to pet it, damn!). We decided it was a lost cause to chase it and continued on our way.
It was hard to leave in the morning (as the saying goes "I'm excellent in bed, I can sleep for days"), but I had to check out and catch my bus to Frankfurt Hahn, so it was time to get up. And pack. Again. My lovely visitor made sure I got on the right bus and it was time to go. Saaaaad face. Not nice at all. I couldn't fall asleep on the bus, and I couldn't fall asleep in the plane, so I came home feeling a bit weird because it was sad to leave but also so...so awesome to experience this trip...
The days... the nights!
Loved it, loved it, loved it.
Rock on, Germany, rock on. *Light My Fire by Doors plays in the distance*
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