Following on from yesterday's American fine dining, today I'm travelling elsewhere, experience-wise. This time it's rather more Teutonic, though.
This afternoon we're going into Birmingham for the Frankfurt Christmas Market. It's the largest such market outside of Germany and Austria. Of course, we're going to celebrate different cultures. To see the intricately carved wooden artifacts. To gaze in wonder at the traditional brightly-painted childrens' toys. To see the works of skilled artisans from Frankfurt.
But mainly to drink unfeasibly large glasses of ice-cold beer.
Look. You do cultural exchanges your way, I'll do them my way, OK?