Tübingen Neckarmüller

When he's not sailing yachts around Croatia or performing violin concerts in Italy, you can find my man Danny in the quaint town of Tübingen in Germany's south.  Danny is doing his PhD in physics at the university here, which means that I have also spent my fair share of time visiting Tübingen.

On my final night there last month, I insisted that we go to a beer garden in the heart of the old town.

Danny looked at me quizzically.

"Really?  But you don't like beer?!"

You're totally right, Danny.  But the truth is, even though we've spent so much time here I have never been bothered to photograph it or blog about it.

It's about time that changed, even if it does require me to drink beer.  Tübingen truly is a pretty little European town with colourful houses, small steps, narrow alleys and pointed gables.  Wilkommen!

You can even go rowing or punting along the picturesque river.  I've made Danny promise to take me punting another time, while I sit back and enjoy the ride ;)

We walked along the bridge across to Neckarmüller for dinner.

He ordered a white beer.  I ordered a radler - half lemonade, half beer.  It's light and refreshing - I highly recommend it for anyone else who is still trying to acquire a taste for beer :)

Although I should note, a radler won't give you a proper foam moustache like a real beer.

Prost!

"Can we stop taking photos and finally eat yet?"  he (frequently) asks.

Now if anyone knows how to make a big hearty meal, it's the Germans.

For Danny, pork steak with homemade spätzle (an extra egg-y type of pasta from this region).

And a beef goulash for me.

With our bellies full of meat and carbs, we kicked our feet back and watched the swans swim past.

A picture perfect German experience, if you ask me.

And sadly, the last taste of Europe I'll have for a little while as I jet set back home to Australia for the next few months.

Auf Wiedersehen Europe (and Danny) … until next year!