Currently in Wiesbaden performing an IBM support review, a service they offer to help ensure successful usage of the software we have bought from them. While here I get to have a look around as well. First picture is actually not from Wiesbaden, it s from the airport in Frankfurt. For my neighbor I had to take a picture of the BMW i8
Yesterday afternoon before going out to eat dinner I had time for a quick run in the Kurpark
The Kurpark Wiesbaden, which begins immediately behind the Kurhaus (convention and event centre), was designed in 1852 in the style of an English landscape garden. The garden's foliage includes magnolias, azaleas, rhododendrons and swamp cypresses....
More at wiesbaden.de
Then we went to the Ratskeller Wiesbaden to have dinner, or to be more specific - to try various German beer. I had both the Bergbock Hell and the Doppelbock Dunkel.
This is the Doppelbock, did enjoy that one the most.
Couple of pictures from this month. On the 10'th Roy helped me out leveling the floor.
Then I had to remove the root from the birch tree.
Then a day off, helping my inlaws, throwing down the old tiles from the roof.
Then a long period with heavy rain causing a complete halt, but finally on the 20'th we could start again.
And then today I finally had time to mount the plastic sheets on to the concrete and start laying the drainage
Had to try it out when in Töckfors yesterday - good one!!
The Swedish version of unbound potato pancakes is called rårakor. When prepared with a batter of wheat flour, milk, egg, and shredded potatoes and fried like thin pancakes, they are called raggmunk, the word "ragg" means crispy and "munk" derives from the Swedish "munkpanna", which is literally translated as donutpan. Both kinds are enjoyed with fried pork and lingonberry jam.
Loaded the car last Friday and headed off to Rømskog to visit Haukenestårnet. From where we parked the car it was just about 15-20 minutes walk (or run, the boys ran all the way both to and from). The tower is always open.
Heading home, I had to speed up or else the boys would outrun me totally
The drainage is not up to date, so my father in-law is doing what he knows best - digging using the backhoe. Actually, the foundation has no protection against the groundwater and soil, so we need to add that along with new drainage pipes.
And the old birch tree had to go. As we know it was planted back in 1892 when the local sheriff (? - lensmann) moved to the house we know live in. The tree was actually rotten inside, along with the leaves, branches and birch juice tearing on the roof, so we had to remove it. Securing using the winch it was pretty easy to
The boys having fun, climbing in the "jungle"