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Discussion in 'General Discussion Forum' started by Hassknecht, Dec 25, 2019.
Damn, you do look like you could be cousins.
You drink your beer with leather gloves on? Not saying that's a nazi officer -kind of thing to do but...yea.
War...war never changes. Neither do Germans.
If they're cousins then Hass ate all the sammiches at the family get togethers.
Edit. Ok checked it's -1 deg C in Cologne, you are forgiven for the leather gloves. Enjoy the brewskis.
Well, it wasn't that cold yesterday, though, and mind you that Korin is Canadian. He's kinda tiny, but an absolute lad. I learned a life lesson: "Smoke weed and listen to Louis Armstrong".
If he's really Canadian than why isn't he wearing shorts and a Hawaii shirt? Oh. Wait that's the Finns.
Korin has an awesome beard of a true alpha male. Look upon him and weep, Hass, you fucking lowly beta.
Finally back in Canada after 26 and a half hours of traveling and layovers. The NMA meet up happened for real! @Hassknecht was a hell of a guy and getting to meet up was one of the highlights of my trip. He recommended a cellar pub outside the Koln dom (Früh am Dom: https://goo.gl/maps/YeFXUpd5rfVuMy4E8) where we sat down for some food and a few glasses of Kölsch (the local brew). We shot the shit for a couple hours while the waiters kept bringing an endless supply of Kölsch. Eventually the table was reserved and we had to bail, so I convinced/dragged him around the markets of Cologne so I could buy kitschy tourist shit for my mom. We probably walked for a couple hours or so. He shared his hatred for motorized scooters along with a bottomless wealth of information on almost every topic. A really smart dude. Seriously, the camera doesn't lie, this guy is like a 7 foot tall Bavarian quantum physicist. It was a fuckin' rip. On top of that he got me buzzed on several recommendations of feuerzangenbowle and Bavarian beer that needed to be walked off and protected me from a crazy Cologne German that yelled at me. It was an excellent time. 10/10. Would meet strange man from internet again.
Candid photo of us meeting for the first time:
Well I hope you had a nice visit to the land of your ancestors. Unless your folks emigrated from, say, the Philippines or something.
Seriously, it was a ton of fun. Basically, we talked for hours about music, and I learned a lot from that. Approaches to improvisation and all that jazz (pun intended). Also, I'm seriously considering swing dancing now. Not Fallout 76, though.
Swing dancing, eh? I hope you get a good dance partner who is closer to your own height. I once went to a dance course, my dance partner on the course was from Lithuania and a lot shorter than I was, and didn't even speak English. Suffice to say I need to brush up on my tango skills.
Actually all that swing dancing and 30's to 50's jazz music was and still is big in the Eastern Europe, for some reason they really dug all that stuff.