Sunday 3 November 2013

Beard - World Beard and Moustache Championships 2013 - Sunday

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Sunday

Today was more about Stuttgart than beards, the flight was cheaper on a Monday than a Sunday so we decided to take an extra day to do some sight seeing around the city. It was a pretty late start to the morning with dull heads and I had a wry smile, waking in the knowledge that I had the tenth best full freestyle beard in the world! THE WORLD! Once we had showered and dressed ourselves we headed to the train station and headed for the city centre. we got the admin task of printing boarding passes out the way first, before finding coffee and pastry based breakfast in a local cafe.

We then spent some time just wondering around the town checking out the local civic buildings and public art, some of which had to be mounted for the camera. I'm not saying we are seasoned subtle travellers, and we are not quite the 'Brits abroad'. We are somewhere in-between. We had walked around the majority of the city before we decided it was time for coffee and cake and found a lovely little theatre cafe, which served great cakes and coffee, the only problem was that we had sat in the smoking part of the cafe, which was a bit of a pain.

After our second cafe stop we went out in search of geocaches and postcards for my gran. Once these tasks were out of the way we were full on culture vultures and went to the Stuttgart fine art and contemporary art gallery, which was huge and had some very interesting art. fine art has never really excited me, but it was a nice way to spend an hour or so. We then headed to the bar were we had arranged to meet a fellow competitor and his mates.

We'll just have a couple of jars as I hate travelling with a hangover.

Well.

That plan didn't last long. Even though it was early November we all stood outside the bar and drank beer, drank wine, ate pizza and with one of the Irish crew pulling out a guitar we formed the 'Smoking elbows'. We sang and drank for hours any passer bys were impromptu-ally serenaded, and frequently joined in the revelry. We partied until the bar closed around midnight and we slowly wondered back to catch the last train back to our hotel.

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