I was walking down the sidewalk on my street. A older man cut in front; he was wearing a Tirolerhut, just the kind of hat sported in a place like Bavaria. Two German flags shot up proudly from each side. He must be a Germany fan. After all, the 2014 World Cup of Soccer is playing out.
At an intersection I caught up to the man and asked him if he was heading to a bar to meet other Germans and Germany fans.
With a heavy accent, the kind I can do an imitation vocally but not so much in text form, he said:
"Hi, I'm Horst." Yes, he was heading to where the action was.
I was off to another distination, so I could not join him, but he was the kind of guy I wanted to have a beer with. German beer! Talk Germany.
Germany won the cup. I was more than happy.