Bade farewell to Steffi and headed north along the Fairy Tale Road. Ciaou! Marburg ⇒ Kassel ⇒ Göttingen ⇒ Hanover ⇒ Bremen ⇒ Hamburg ⇒ Lübeck ⇒ Puttgarden ⇒ The Brothers Grimm had studied law and mythology in Marburg and I was headed up into their territory accommodating such residents
as the Pied Piper, the Town Musicians, Little Red Riding Hood, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty...
Brother Jacob collected their stories while Brother Wilhelm wrote their narratives.
They were two of the Göttingen Seven who in 1837 protested the abolition of the Hanover Constitution by King Augustus.
The king fired them from the university. The brothers without a job had nothing better to do than write 7 editions of their classic collection
Kinder-und Hausmärchen.
We should fire more academics. We would have more art.
And what art goes best with fairy tales? Let's start with pastry.
New & Old Pastries
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| Bethmaennchen |
Birnbrot |
Bosschebol |
Carac |
Danish |
Eclairs |
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| Franzbroetchen |
Haddekuche |
Kniekuchle |
Leipziger-Lerche |
Mandelkubb |
Mille-Feuille |
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| Schnecken |
Schneeball |
Schuxen |
Semla |
Streusel |
Strudel |
I decided around this half-way point in my trip to eat more carbs and cakes, perhaps because names like Frankfurt and Hamburg made me hungrier. A 5$ budget per day for food was not keeping my weight on. My pants were falling off. So I dug into my travelers checks, hidden somewhat securely in the aluminum tubes of my backpack, and came out with an extra Deutsche Mark or two per day for a kandy-kolored chocolate coated fructose filled cream lined profiterole, franzbrötchen, bossche bollen, wienerbrød, or mille-feuille — delicacies I could not pronounce... Wherever the train stopped, I would barge into the nearest bakery, bulldoze to the back of the pastry counter, grunt, and point rudely at what I wanted like we ugly Americans tend to do; then hold out some coinage in my hand till the baker lady took my change and presented me with my just desserts. Yummmm... However, after all this gluttony, I did not gain my weight back, but continued to shrink. Was I dwarf number 8?
