Back in action, back to work...

Wow, that was a fast week! I have a lot to write about but little time to do it so this one will probably be brief. After my whirlwind 24 hours in St. Louis for the live tourney, and my 8 hour flight to Munich on Monday night, it was a really busy week.

When I got to Munich, I immediately slept for a few hours because I.couldn’t.get.off.the.computer on the plane. I should have been sleeping while I flew over there, but instead ending up chatting with my wife, watching the Sox kick some Yankee ass on ESPN Gamecast, and finally, playing some small limit hold em with Hoff. Playing online Poker at 37,000 feet was pretty cool.

Once I caught up on some sleep in Munich, I went on a little walking tour to see what the city was all about. I was staying at a pretty nice place there so I slept like a baby and was ready to see what Europe was all about.

Of course, being an arrogant American, I assumed that most of the people would speak English. Umm, you know what happens when you assume right? You make an ass of u and me. Anyway, After walking in circles for a while, and passing the same storefronts of XXX live nude dancing or Casino!, I decided to walk in a different direction and find some grub.

I wanted to have some traditional German food, beer, and sit outside because the weather was great. Being in a foreign land, it was tough to pick a place to eat so I decided to ask. There were a few lovely ladies trying to sell T-Mobile cell service on the sidewalk so I figured I might get lucky. No, not like that. I mean get lucky that they might be able to speak some of my language. No…well, you know what I mean.

T-mobile girl: “Blah blah blah”
Idiot American: “English?”
T-mobile girl: “My English not goot”
Idiot American: “Food? Eat?”
T-mobile girl:
Idiot American:
T-mobile girl: “Ahhh, Mcdonalds? Burger King?”

Of course right?

Idiot American: “No, German food”
T-mobile girl:

So I go over to the place she sent me to, Lamm’s. It was exactly what I was looking for as everyone was sitting in the sun drinking beer. Perfect. I motion to the dude that was waiting on the tables and he grunted me over to a table. I sat down and he came over .

Waiter dude: “Blah blah blah”
Idiot American: “Beer?”
Waiter dude: “Ya, bier”

Sweet, that was easy and I think I might have gotten lucky. No, sickos, I mean, I thought he might speak English.

He drops off my beer a couple minutes later with a menu. An all German menu of course. I took a look, for whatever reason, and, being happy with my beer, figured I could just wing it.

Waiter dude: “Blah blah blah”
Idiot American: “I don’t know, can’t read it”
Waiter dude:
Idiot American: “Umm, sausage?”
Waiter dude:

3 minutes or so later waiter dude drops off an international menu that had everything on the menu in like 6 languages. I think it was the only one they had. Of course, every.single.item on the menu was sausage with something, but hey, what the hell do I know. I mean, I know I am being an arrogant American thinking that maybe this dude could have picked up, oh, maybe one freaking English word like, um, SAUSAGE!

Anyway, another waiter dude dropped off my food and barked something at me. When I said I didn’t understand, he just kinda waved me off and started to walk away, when I just blurted out, YES. He turned and was like, ya? Good thing too. He asked if I wanted mustard apparently because that is what he brought me a few minutes later. Nice save idiot American. Who can eat sausage without it?

After that, it was smooth sailing. I had another beer or 2, basked in the sun, and walked around for about 4 hours exploring the better parts of the city. It was cool but I must have called my wife about 10 times reminding her that noone spoke English. Anyway, not a bad day. I ended up getting a nice ribeye steak at the hotel bar that night because I was so exhausted and had to go to Luxembourg the next morning pretty early. I think it was right after that, that I logged onto the laptop in my room and found Garth barnstorming through a 180 SNG. He ending up getting beat up shortly after we starting talking but it was cool to see a familiar face online anyway.

My days and nights were kind of a blur because of the time changes etc. I know at one point I talked to Garth, Mookie and I think Waffles while I was over there. I really didn’t get to play much poker at all because the time was so tight.

Speaking of which, I need to get some crap done here at work. Tomorrow, more on the trip, the Hofbrauhaus, my lost camera, and the weekend charity poker tourney once I was back at home.

It is good to be back. Have a good night all.