Trip Through The History Of The Wells Of Wiesbaden

I went on an excursion with my Quasi-Schwiegermutter today. It was meant to be a walk through Wiesbaden and learning the history of all the wells and springs. It could have been really interesting. You know when the guy leading the walk could have held your attention and spun lots of little anecdotes into his subject.

Alas, Professor Nuscheln* was not the man for this task. He was dull. And talked mainly to his feet.

After 5 minutes of bla bla bla (the Germans spell it without the "h", so you've learned a bit of German today), I spotted this little chap. it was little, a 50 Cent coin would be bigger than it, but it was not afraid. The group of people was about 60 and I got to within 30cm/12" of it. It just concentrated on eating and eating.

And when people saw I was photographing what looked like grass, they came over to have a look and then they started taking photographs too. And after we had taken photos we had a bit of a chat about how sweet it was and how normally, you never see the little critters. And really, Prof Nuscheln should really be called Prof Langweilig-Nuscheln*.

The mouse stayed there for about 45 minutes and I think more people will be talking about the mouse tonight than about the "tour". The QSM and I bailed out after the 45 minute monologue, had a bit of a wander and an Einkaufsbummel (it means "shopping expedition" and it's a great word) instead.

The Blip might be better embiggened. I think so.

So songs. Yesterday you had Curtis Mayfield's "Move On Up" and today you get this:-

Aber oh wie es sich so echt anfühlt
hier mit niemand nah bei mir zu liegen
Nur du und du kannst mich hören
Wenn ich leise and langsam sage

I won't say anything to Moot about this Blip if you don't.

*nuscheln means "to mutter"
** and "langweilig" means "boring" and so, with a nod to JCD, not his real name.