“Cats crowd the harbor on Aoshima Island in the Ehime prefecture in souther Japan, February 25, 2015. An army of cats rules the remote island in souther Japan, curling up in abandoned houses or strutting about in a fishing village that is overrun with felines outnumbering humans six to one.”
What would be your place to forget of it all, if not the colorful streets of an old town? Wild mountain tops covered in the fresh perfume of evergreens? Icy blue cocktails enjoyed on white hot beaches? Or loud rhythms carrying the vibes through strummed nerves the whole night long? Well, I’m a simple city boy raised in a small medieval town so exploring narrow alleys, taking in all their looks and smells, lights and shadows under a hesitant April sun is a sure thing to bring me back to that relaxed and almost thoughtless state I needed, before even knowing I missed it.
Meersburg, on the shore of the lake Constance or Bodensee how Germans would call it, is just one of these places of wonder. And because it’s German a local pilsner belongs without any doubt to the picture: bitter and solid, crisp and dry with a hint of caramel somewhere, the Edel Pils from the house Leibinger lives up to the legend.