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As opposed to curved roads, not fit for marching.
This article is about the marching step. For other uses, see Goose step (disambiguation).Goose step? As in... bowlegged?
When I went to the Canary Islands, everyone there made fun of the German tourists. I guess because they're uptight compared to the Spanish, had to eat at a certain hour, everything on a strict schedule. The opposite of what makes for a holiday in Spain.
The Portuguese only eat at certain hours, cos food is the thing they take most seriously.The addendum to this story is we drove our rental car on to this cool black sand beach, get out, wander around for awhile. then when we went to leave, the car got stuck. the sand was soft, back wheels spinning digging us deeper. and what happens, but a German comes over, says don't worry, gets a chain out of his trunk, ties it to our two bumpers and proceeds to pull us out of the sand to safety.
we'd spent the whole vacation laughing about "the fucking germans", then one of them saved us, so we kind of felt bad. but then we also laughed because of course a fucking German would be fully prepared on vacation with a tow chain in his car!
Or noodlesyou can use oven chips wherever you might usually use rice or pasta, as hearty carb base.
Yeah that was exactly what it was like in Finland. Told off for crossing the road, for putting stuff in the bin, for taking my drink outside a bar, for shitting on the floor, just anything really, will never go there again if I can help it.i remember one time crossing the road in germany while the traffic light was still red, but i had looked left and right and there was no car to be seen so i figured why wait. on both sides of the road everybody kept waiting and when i reached the other side this old german grandpa standing their with his grandson said to me with a barking voice "real good example you're setting there to my grandson" and i thought to myself, well actually yes i am setting a good example.
I do agree with him thoughI once spent a 20-minute taxi ride in the Midlands listening to an Indian driver tell me how your couldn't trust the Eastern Europeans and breathing techniques can cure cancer.
Sounds like my dad's student daysjust ate a cold can of mushy peas out the tin, covered in malt vinegar and it was delicious