Day 297 – 305 : A Sombre Stay in Stuttgart
Trip Start
Mar 23, 2010
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Trip End
Mar 23, 2011
After a hellish few days, both physically and emotionally distraught, we took refuge once again in Stuttgart and at the Grad's. Ever the amazing hosts, we stayed here for another extensive period, eating well, scrubbing up, and beginning to put together the next part of our trip whilst finalising the paperwork on poor Fiddy’s departure. We decided to see a bit more of Stuttgart whilst here and awaiting our next budget flight, a new mode of transport we would now have to come to rely on, and had an enjoyable time considering the circumstances. We watched plenty of Dshjungel, a german reality show, caught up on some admin and even worked in a few extra destinations to the trip we didn’t think we could make.
Another highlight was a visit to a nearby wildlife park; where reindeers, goats, yaks, pigs and other assorted critters roam freely and for a modest fee you are able to enter and feed them. This was a particulary nice day, playing with the all-so-very-cute animals, until…Attack of the Yak!...
Being overly-ambitious with my endeavours in befriending this rather large bovine, who was not interested in getting cosy without at least a 3-course dinner and a touch of foreplay, the big man decided this was no time to be cute & cuddly – digging in his horn between my hip and private bits, lifting me about a metre off the ground whilst near horizontal, I felt as tough as a rag doll. A few more seconds and he could have had me spinning like a basketball , but a quick push off his forehead and I was back on the ground utterly confused as to what just happened. No harm done, and we still write each other the occasional email.
Another highlight was a visit to a nearby wildlife park; where reindeers, goats, yaks, pigs and other assorted critters roam freely and for a modest fee you are able to enter and feed them. This was a particulary nice day, playing with the all-so-very-cute animals, until…Attack of the Yak!...
Being overly-ambitious with my endeavours in befriending this rather large bovine, who was not interested in getting cosy without at least a 3-course dinner and a touch of foreplay, the big man decided this was no time to be cute & cuddly – digging in his horn between my hip and private bits, lifting me about a metre off the ground whilst near horizontal, I felt as tough as a rag doll. A few more seconds and he could have had me spinning like a basketball , but a quick push off his forehead and I was back on the ground utterly confused as to what just happened. No harm done, and we still write each other the occasional email.


