On coming to Europe I'd heard rumours of the young Germanic people who'd be like 7 feet tall and leave me feeling like an Ompa lumpa in Willy Wonka land. Seems the stories were true. Or for some at least. There are some scarely tall young guys around!
But putting my undoubtable 'murder she wrote' detective skills to good use, I've discovered their secret. So sure of themselves, they hadn't even hidden it really! Not Germany's finest moment.
Everyone here drinks "mineral water". Note the quotation marks. So expecting some water from the bottle I find squirreled away at the back of the bench (note it isn't clearly placed at the front), I pour myself a drink. Only what comes out is not water. Oh no, they've added grow juice bubbles or something to it.
All "mineral water" (don't forget to note the quotation marks) over here is full of bubbles and tastes crazy.
Water? I don't think so. And I've seen what else they eat and drink and there's nothing else to really explain the crazy heights except it.
Yep, case closed.
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