OUR MAN in EUROPE/dave delacroix/Part 12: I am a Zimmermann

Part 12 : I am a Zimmermann


It would be remiss of me, having left Germany via Freiburg I. Breisgau and then travelling up and over the width of Switzerland not to write something of note....

In Frieburg, due to my all black clothes and Stevie Ray V. leather floppy hat, the locals confuse me with a Zimmermann,

"Das dar... ist ein Zimmermann!"

"Make way! Hier komt... ein Zimmermann!"....

(No. Weŕe not talking about Bob Dylan....and if you´re an idiot, please google, under "Z")

....Which, honestly, from a point of social respect, I quite enjoy... As...sometimes with a loaded wallet, sometimes NOT! -courtesy of those swines at Capitol One (Whatś in YOUR wallet?), this trip-holiday is punctuated by hairs and scares with ye olde Cap One Credit card...though, up to this point, not ruinously.

Zimmermanner are, of course, respected travelling Artisans as indeed. am I, so I enjoy the courtesy and recognition given by the German "cogniscenti", the Deutsche Dudette and Dudesters!

Freiburg (Freetown), established in the 1300´s as a free trade city. Even back then, I guess, there was a Ross Perot (Ross who?), olde world buildings, cobbled streets, "trad" German (Bavarian) restaurants (Schnitzel-City!) checkered with Shish-Kebab kiosks and a ZOO of streets musicians, buskers and entertainers, even a troop of Russian soldiers - in full uniform in the Summer heat - doing the Ruskie Cossack fandango!

Pur-leeze!...

My mind wanders... I´m supposed to be teaming up in Paris in October with my American Music-film crew...

Can y´all bring me some SELSIN BLUE anti-scalp-itch Shampoo...

Some Habernero Chillis...for my "on the road" curries...

And...remember that extra SAMSONITE "wheelie" bag I brought...full of prophylactics?

Well, so far?... Itś been a BUST!



2010, Sept. our man in europe/dave delacroix