Sunday 29 July 2018

The Hot Long Walk To Stubits's.

A Buschenschank was on the cards.

We have had sweltering days and nights which are far from over yet. For the next few days the weather mavens have scared us with predicted temperatures of close to 40 degrees. Somehow I hope they are wrong but even if they are off by a few degrees, it will still feel like moving about in a Sauna.

Yesterday afternoon couldn't have been much less. Bob had suggested that we should go and have some of the usual vine and vittles at Stubits's. Nice alas last year they moved their wine cellar from the village ( a mere hundred meters from us ) to the vineyards, so now a round trip of about three kilometers is part of the deal.

As both of us didn't want to end up on the losing side of Rock paper scissors, we agreed to slowly meander to the Buschenschank. For some odd reason we left when the sun was at its most zealous and as we finally arrived at our destination, the first thing we ordered was a big glass of ice water while surreptitiously wiping our sweaty brows. Thankfully we weren't the only mad ones there. A couple of tables were filled with neon-coloured cyclists. I don't know what's worse...the reflective colours or their tight shorts? Or perhaps both?

The only table out of the sun was next to the bar area which actually turned out to be the best seat in the house...no matter where the sun moved, it never touched our table while outside the great shift from table to table took place.

The two of us had a great time with the odd intercepts of a nod here and a greeting there. A good Buschenschank experience. Walking home a couple of hours later was fun too and despite it being the same distance it felt much quicker this time.

Biggi

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