Today, we visited the very large and very expansive Englischer Garten (English Park). In the hierarchy of large urban parks we've seen on this blog so far, English Park would EASILY be the biggest one. It is MASSIVE. To put this in perspective, a football field is roughly half a hectare. The previous park we visited, Vondelpark, was 47 hectares. Central park is 341 hectares.
English Park is 370 hectares. YEAH. IT'S HUGE.
The first thing we saw when we walked into it was this beautiful, large river running through the park.
Germany? Or Port Sarim? |
To different people, that river meant different things. To an artist, it's a source of inspiration to paint or draw. To a child, a thing of curiosity, a thing to be played in. To a couple, probably a place to make out next to.
But for my sister and I, it was a beast that had to be conquered. And conquer we did. So we made rafts out of sticks and dead grass.
Here's my design. I figured since the design was used frequently in the Philippines and relatively easy to build, it would float well.
Looks good enough to explore the Congo river and look for Mr. Kurtz, huh? |
Not to be outdone, my sister designed and built a canoe.
I ca-knew she could do it! HAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! |
And together, we sailed the open sea. In the beginning, it was pretty difficult to separate our ships from the riverbank once we put it in the water since the current tended to push the boats to the river's edge as opposed to away from it. But once we got away from it, we went FAR. In fact, we made it all the way to the end of the navigable river. The last we saw of it was this video:
Bon voyage, stick boats. Wherever you may be.
There was also a really beautiful Chinese pagoda in the garden.
Yeah, a Chinese pagoda in English Park, located in Germany. I don't know man. |
Everyone and their mother was at this pagoda because in Germany, today is the first day of summer vacation. And this Chinese pagoda had an AWESOME food area, so it was a FEAST here. I ordered bratwurst and traditional country potatoes, and both of them were very good. The country potatoes had a bit of a kick to them because they had a TON of garlic and butter slapped on them, though.
The bratwurst, I could only describe as an improved hot dog. It tastes nearly identical to a plain old ballpark hot dog, but somehow it's... more. It tastes better here for some reason. Maybe it's the copious amounts of German beer particles in the atmosphere.
Later, we went boating! The river I mentioned earlier drained into this big blue lake:
Strangely absent though, were bears living in equally large, equally blue houses. |
And we decided to go pedal boating! In the 30 minutes of mayhem we had in the water, we tried to run over several fowls, including swans, ducks, and geese. We didn't succeed though, although we did manage to almost run over a swan that had its butt straight up in the air while it was diving for food, which I thought was kinda cute.
Sorry I didn't get many pictures today, I was too busy doing things that I forgot to take pictures for the blog, haha. But I did get this one family selfie, so take it, you needy, needy people.
No, I'm not wearing mascara, I swear. |
RFotD: I parallel parked our boat like a goddamn champion today. I'm so proud.