Day Tripping: Würzburg

Don’t ask me why, but Sparky and I are kinda addicted to “Let’s Dance!”.

We were in Würzburg yesterday. The drive was pretty and we only had time to see the Residence before it started raining. The Residence and Hofkirche were impressive indeed. The gardens were awesome. I pretended I was a bored princess walking with my manservant. It was fun. I like menservants. And gardens with hedge alleys. I think I could definitely be a bored princess with a manservant in the garden.

Sorry, I got lost for a moment. Last week, we ended up watching this “Let’s Dance” thing in our hotel room in Trier. It was fun and the Swiss guy is really mean. Like I need another reason to hate the Swiss, right? Anyway, we got really involved. Involved enough that when I suggested we see a movie on our way home from Bavaria, Sparky declined because of the TV programming. I thought he meant Monk as we recently purchased the third season on DVD. Nope, he meant “Let’s Dance!”

After nearly killing us to get home in time, he and I spent the next hour and a half cheering and booing the judges. And Jürgen is so way more better than that arrogant Sandy from No Angels. And Wayne is so bonking Isabel - and with Yvonne “FAS Baby” Catterfeld looking on from the audience! For shame, Wayne. For shame! And if poor Heide doesn’t get voted off next week, I think I’ll just die because she cannot dance to save her life and looks like she just wants to crawl in a corner and really, if you can’t jerk your head around, don’t try the tango.

I don’t even like ballroom dancing, but man, I can’t stop watching. And to top off this lowbrow orgy, Upps - Die Superpannenshow, Germany’s equivalent to AFV, is on after. I can’t get enough of that shit. Give me crazy animals and dancing people falling off tables any day.