We're on vacation. Yipie Yeah. Says my own German to me: "What about wine tasting today?". So I put on my white trousers and fine shoes. Cause wine tasting sounds "chique".
But on the road to wine tasting, it says "hiking track". Oh, oh, oh, oh. And off he goes, my own German. "Come one, honey, just this little track."
Well, we got to wine tasting. Three hours, black trousers and painfull feet later. But a German keeps his promise. We got to wine tasting.
And I learned my lesson. There are some basic necessities in the trunk of the car when you date a German. Hiking boots is one of them.
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