Stuck in a traffic jam of people, we saw what we wanted to see and turned to head out of the market and back to our van. The lights were on and there was a beautiful little band on the corner playing music.
As we first arrived, Jim saw huge waffles that looked yummy.
He even passed up a crepe for the waffle he was going to be endulging in later.
Fluffy, hot waffles- fresh fruit and a huge dollop of whipped cream on top. Delicious.
He wanted to find his brat first, so as we headed back we stopped by the waffle stand on our way out.
After Stacey {our friend} and Jim made their way to the end of the line it was waiting, waiting, waiting. I think we waited at least thirty minutes. Probably longer.
All for a waffle. As Jim was the next in line, he ordered his waffle only to be told they were fresh out of waffles.
What a shame. He was a bit upset. Jim says, "When Germans are done, they're done. Plus, they are too slow." Life lesson I took from it- eat dessert first. Always a good idea in my opinion.
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