House in Scherstaa

It's really in Schierstein but the local dialect pronounces it "Scherstaa" . 

I heard a bit of that in the restaurant yesterday, the waitress asked G if she would like a large or a small Wine Spritzer, but instead of "Groß oder Klein?", it was definitely more of a "Groß oder Klaan?"

It appears to me that the further south you go in Germany, the weirder the vowels get treated.  As an example the word "daheim" meaning "at home" turns into "dahoam" when you get to Bavaria.

It was Rosenmontag here and while hundreds of thousands of people headed to Mainz (and Köln & Düsseldorf) for the parades, a few hardy souls went to work instead.  I was one of those. 

And I didn't go in fancy dress.

Unlike the bloke who got into the lift with me this morning.

He was dressed in a monk's habit.  With a rubber chicken hanging from his rope belt.

The journey home this afternoon was full of such encounters.  I'm sure it would have been a street photographer's dream.