Writing from behind enemy lines, Longtime Reader MartinK sends me this message:
This will give you an idea about today’s fuel prices in Germany; translated into $/gal. for your convenience:
Diesel: $6.30/gal; Unleaded: $7.34/gal.
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The Green candidate (Annalena Baerbock) for the Federal elections in September 2021 openly speaks about raising these prices by another €0.16/litre (= $0.74/gal.) if she should win the elections.
Please not to worry though because these price levels will come to the USA soon.
After all, our Green Party is nothing but a carbon copy of the US Democrat Party.
Hope I have not spoiled your weekend.
Actually, this is small potatoes compared to our Greens, who want to destroy the oil industry altogether.
And this Kraut Greenie looks pretty much as you’d expect her to look:
I have to admit that she’s not too bad for an older broad — apparently she was a model, or still is (see more pics at the link). However, that’s not what I want to talk about here, but the “barefoot in the streets of London” thing.
1) Considering the chances of spearing or slashing one’s foot on a discarded beer bottle in the Brit capital, I wouldn’t prance barefoot through the streets of London for a bet.
2) Given that London’s streets are cleaned about as often as are the streets of Johannesburg, the chances of catching some flesh-eating disease from said injury are higher than the average rock musician in the 1970s.
2) Even assuming that our streets are cleaner than London’s (which they are), if one were to try doing the same thing here in Plano, there is a distinct chance of the blazing-hot surface searing one’s foot in a manner similar to this:
Instead of cheap tickets to poxy New York and -Jersey, I got this offer:
I will admit that I’ve never been to Greece — no special reason, it just never came up in any of my travel dreams. I’m not really big on visiting ancient buildings and old ruins, because my experience in Western Europe has been largely negative: hucksters trying to separate the stupid American from his dollars in various ways — e.g. Rome’s Colosseum, which pretty much put me off this kind of thing for life.
And sunbathing in the Greek Isles? Forget that shit — not just in Greece, but anywhere.
However, this I could get into:
Athens, Greece – November 6, 2015: Scenes from Plaka, also called “Neighbourhood of the Gods”, the old district of Athens at the foot of the Acropolis with labyrinthine streets and neoclassical architecture.March 31st, 2019, Greece Athens. Greek restaurant taverna at Plaka area, blackboard with daily menu, empty tables and chairs, sunny day
…and I just LOVE Greek food:
…and I even drink retsina, the Greek wine that tastes like Pine-Sol, but which complements Greek food really well. (My Dad, a seasoned traveler, always recommended drinking what the locals drink, advice which has served me well just about everywhere. But I draw the line at ouzo.)
I think the only problem I have going to Greece is that I can’t speak a word of it — literally — and of course, as they have that strange alphabet, I can’t read it either. I’m not afraid of venturing into the complete unknown — at least they have a Western culture (I know I know, they started it all blah blah blah) — but I hate being a total foreigner, if you get my drift, which is not the case in Germany, France, Holland, Belgium and even Italy or Spain.
But I can’t help thinking that I’m missing something by never having been there. (New Wife has done it, and speaks glowingly of both Athens and the islands, so there’s that.)
All thoughts, experiences and suggestions are of course welcome in Comments.
