Yesterday I attended the Aelplerfest in Frauenfeld, a three-day event featuring a Schwingen (Swiss wrestling) tournament, a Hornussen (a strange cross between golf and baseball) competition, and a Steinstossen (rock throwing) contest.Besides these ah, let's call them "unique" events, the one thing that struck me was that this festival was the Swiss equivalent of NASCAR (Granted, I have not yet attended the International Trucker and Country Festival in Interlaken).
Obviously there was no race track here, but there were huge parking lots filled with a combination of tents, campers, and cars, half-naked men sleeping beside them, and guys drinking beer in the river. People wore their tickets NASCAR style-- as badges of pride--around their necks on lanyards, and they somehow found sitting in the 93-degree sun to watch a bunch of Swiss guys roll around in the sawdust worthwhile. And while I did not find any corn dogs or turkey legs, there was a nice offering of American food, including DoNuts.
I always love a good DoNut.
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I was so bummed out that we were away for this event. I mean London is fun, but it's not Schwingen.
London? Schwingen? London? Schwingen?
Schwingen seems so weird. So so weird!
Couldn't agree more...
And then there's Hornussen: Get a few fishing poles, a ball, and a bunch of shovels and call it a game.
I cracked up loudly at the last line of this post, "I love a good DoNut". I think that will become a new catch-all saying around here.
Ooops – I forgot the "always". THAT'S what makes it.
I enjoy you blog very much, and wish I could be there in beautiful Switz.
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