Let the drinking begin...

We're back in Heidelberg and I'm fairly certain that half the population is already drunk and the other half are working on it. People are decked out in their finest football attire and preparing for the big game tonight. A German baker asked Sam this morning who he was cheering for and Sam replied without hesitation, "Spain." I didn't know if I should have taken him and run or laugh. So, we all laughed and tried to pretend the moment wasn't at all awkward.

Our day has been a bit lazy, my plans to have a romantic boat ride on the Rhine were a bust. I came all the way back to Heidelberg just to have my boat ride, but only to find out I was about one hour late...all the boats were booked. I tried to play the, "Oh, but the kids..." card, but the ticket guy wasn't biting. Instead, we spent the day walking around and enjoying the street performers. I've discovered street performers are seriously cheap entertainment for kids. Sam likes to try and get a look at how much money they are making. He isn't very subtle about peering into their boxes and swinging back to report to me the earnings. So far, Sam has concluded that puppeteers seem to make the most money, while performers who only play one instrument and by themselves are really suffering financially. Ben thinks all the performances look easy and he could make more money than all of them.