Every culture has a story where a young man must set forth on a long and dangerous journey. This is one of those stories.
Long ago our hero heard that far to the west there lay an unspoiled land filled with wonderous delights. Bratwurst, saurkraut, and good German beer. With only a vague idea of how to get there, the intreped young adventurerer set out, knowing that the powers above would have to smile on his desire to eat a truly filling meal. Sadly, he could find no exact maps to this mythical land, most just showing a dot, somewhere off in the mountains. He found no help in his volumnous guidebooks either. None even mentioned a scrap of this fable. He could see, based on a half finished orc map, that it was possible to get closer using a different train line than he was on. Trying to change trains proved difficult, as there were no set lines using each platform. One had to know which of 3 platforms their train would arrive on. Seeing a train bearing his destination station on it pull up across the station, our intrepid hero bolted towards it. He flung himself into the train car with many moments to spare. It sat for a minute before slowly moving off for a meeting with destiny. But wait, what was this? This train was going the wrong way. The morbid truth dawned. The outside had lied, trickery sent by evil minions of the lord of hunger. In the time between leaping aboard and the train leaving, the destination sign had changed. The tragedy! Precious minutes were lost as he retraced his steps, but soon he stood again at the train station. This time he decided there must be another way! And lo, there was. A bus stood like a pumpkin carriage waiting to take him the rest of the way. As he stumbled, weak with hunger into the rain, he percieved a great building, and beyond, smaller buildings, and beyond those, he could smell the tangy saurkraut and the grilled plumpness of good German sausages. Yet the journey was not to end yet. First he had to overcome the epic line, and then he had to decipher the arcane symbols used as a code by the locals. But with these challenges overcome, he tucked into a very tasty lunch. And there was even an added bonus. Gluwine!
heh. so yeah there is a museum/ tourist trap called The Little World Museum of Man nearby, and it has among other attractions a Bavarian village. With food. I have been craving a good bratwurst for a while, and for some reason was set on reaching it by hell or high water today. So what if I had no idea how to get there. I wanted some sausage! Luckily it all worked out, the museum rocked. It has houses and other buildings from around 22 countries. Some reproductions, some real, Ill post more on that later. And honestly the food was pretty good. Expensive, but not japanofied at all. It tasted pretty authentic. And here is my reward for doggedly pursuing my dream...