Cool man
Hit me up when you have any questions or want/need suggestions for your trip, what to do, what is cool to see, whatever!
You've been to Freiburg? Sweet little city. Only been their once (till now) but my dad is there quite often because he has business partners in this area.
It was and is absolutely normal and fine and polite to use "Entschuldigen Sie bitte". Either the girl didn't really understand you (because of accent, noise, whatever), or she didn't expect a foreigner to speak German OR she was just being an asshole. Whatever it was, you did nothing wrong.
Will do. Might take a month or so until I find the time to do so, remember me if I forget it. In one week I'm going to Spain for 2 or 3 weeks, so I think I won't make it till the end of August to visit my grandparents.
Ha, the Luger P08, a wonderful weapon, great design as well. I have a short funny story about it: The house of my parents was build by my family in 1903. My great-grandparents were the owners of a cigar factory in our town (which is very famous for it's cigar and cigarillo industry). In 1945, when the War in our region was over, the British sequestrated the house because it was one of the nicest buildings with a big beautiful garden as well, so their commander-in-chief of this area could live there while the Brits were there. My great-grandparents only had 2 hours to get their stuff ready and out of the house. Before the Brits came into town, my great-grandfather already did hide all the weapons of his family, silver and gold, expensive paintings, jewels. (silver and gold and jewels were put in a new wall in the cellar, that wasn't there before and came back to light in 1954, 9 years later!) The weapons were put in preserving jars, and were buried behind the garden, near a river (they didn't find all of them 9 years later
). So when they knew, they had 2 hours to get out of the house, my great-grandfather had quite a shock when he remembered that there was still a weapon in the house which he forgot. It was hidden in a cellar with charcoal. So he told his son (my godfather), to run and get the weapon and bury it. His son (9 or 10 at the time) did get the weapon, covered it in a flag and buried it in the back of the garden, under the compost heap. About 12 years ago, my dad and I were doing some garden work there, and suddenly my shovel hit something. I unearthed it and - it was the totally rotten, rusted Luger that my godfather did hide there in 1945