Need I say more?
My manly man would have loved this outdoor German grill! Just look at all that meat!
Truly one of the best things I ate in Germany. This pretzel was soft and filled with real butter.
This was considered an 'oversized' car. The three of us barely crammed all of our luggage in. In fact, we couldn't have fit a 4th person, as their seat was filled with an oversized backpack.
Apparently we grow them big in the US. Hehe! My mom is only 5'3, so we got a kick out of the tiny door inside the city gate from the 1400's.
Some things never change. Giving my brother a trim before he headed back to base.
This was our 6th try in holding the camera just right to capture the leaning tower of Pisa behind our heads. We thought if we held our heads down, then the tower would be more visible. Uhh... not quite.
See, we are giants! Look at my hand next to a 'decaf coffee' in Italy. My poor mom ordered this on a cold, wet day, ready to sit and savor the cup. Unfortunately, it is a one-shot-wonder. However, since it had the consistency of syrup, she couldn't choke it down in 'one shot.'
This is the German word for EXIT, and it is everywhere.
It made my brother and I laugh hysterically.
(Some of us just never grow up.)
This is the German word for ENTRANCE.
More uproarious laughter ensued.