But you can't push Willy 'round, Willy won't go...

I’ve decided to take the apartment in Wiesbaden. I realize that you are just wishing that I’d move in somewhere and quit rambling on about it. Well you can just piss off, because I’m going to ramble on some more today. I decided Friday, and am going to try to get an appointment with the housing office to review the lease this week. With any luck I’ll be able to move in this sometime around this coming weekend. This will put me in the apartment just in time for the one hundred and thirty third running of the Kentucky Derby. If I calculate correctly (and let’s face it, it’s not that tough of a calculation) the race should go off at around midnight here.

Can you think of a better way for me to get to know my neighbors? And possibly some members of the Wiesbaden police force?

Actually, I think there will only be one other person in the building. They are just starting to rent it, and my building was the first one done. The one on the side is almost done, and the one in the back will be ready in about 2 months. There are 11 units in the three buildings. My building has four. It’s really very nice, a whole lot nicer than I’m used to. In fact I was thinking yesterday that it’s probably too nice for me.

Oh well, too late … there goes the neighborhood.

I met with Frau Huber for lunch Saturday to give her my information for the lease. We ate at a little place in town that I had passed before, but I had never stopped in. I had the Frischer Spargel (fresh white asparagus) w/Schnitzel. I can now verify that the white asparagus does make your pee stink just as much as the green stuff does.

This lunch meeting put a stop to any plans to go somewhere this weekend. At least anywhere far. I wanted to take a train trip to Munich or Trier or someplace. I did go to the open-air market, and did a couple of laps around Wiesbaden before heading to the Paulaner for dinner (had the spaetzle again, and lord was it good).

During my walking around I took a picture of a statue that I had seen before. The title on the base says “Wilhelm I”. Since a favorite commenter to The Haven calls himself Wilhelm, I thought I’d get a picture of it. I think you’ll agree that Wilhelm I (or his statue at least) does strike quite a dashing figure.



But there was something that bothered me about it. Upon further inspection, it seems like Wilhelm was a bit of a “Fancy Boy”. Can I express my disappointment here?



I mean just look at that puffy skirt, or whatever it is. And are those tights? I took the second picture from a different angle to see if Willy’s “junk” was hanging out.

That doesn’t make me gay ... does it?



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