Buying train tickets to from one country where you don't speak the language to another whose language you know even less of wipes you out. Not to mention Beth rode on the back of my bike and I peddled for two to the station. So, I headed to a pretzel counter and ordered a Butterpretzel. That is what you see below. I didn't grab a picture, and this stock photo doesn't do it justice. A Butterpretzel is a pretzel sliced in halves like a bagel and smothered in cold, creamy white butter and sprinkled with chives. It was so very tasty, but it looked so bad for me.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Butterpretzel
I just ate the most delicious snack-lunch! After class let out, a friend and I went to the train station for me to buy my train tickets for the two month stay, and for us to reserve two seats on tomorrow's train to Paris. That's right lovelies, I'll be rocking the jewel of France tomorrow night, so hide yo' kids, hide yo' wives. Maybe just yo' wives.
Buying train tickets to from one country where you don't speak the language to another whose language you know even less of wipes you out. Not to mention Beth rode on the back of my bike and I peddled for two to the station. So, I headed to a pretzel counter and ordered a Butterpretzel. That is what you see below. I didn't grab a picture, and this stock photo doesn't do it justice. A Butterpretzel is a pretzel sliced in halves like a bagel and smothered in cold, creamy white butter and sprinkled with chives. It was so very tasty, but it looked so bad for me.
Buying train tickets to from one country where you don't speak the language to another whose language you know even less of wipes you out. Not to mention Beth rode on the back of my bike and I peddled for two to the station. So, I headed to a pretzel counter and ordered a Butterpretzel. That is what you see below. I didn't grab a picture, and this stock photo doesn't do it justice. A Butterpretzel is a pretzel sliced in halves like a bagel and smothered in cold, creamy white butter and sprinkled with chives. It was so very tasty, but it looked so bad for me.
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