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Only crazy people would take a stroller into the Black Forest....

Gilbert adventure into the Black forest number 2!

Our first experience with cuckoo clocks and peanut eating squirrels had been pretty cool, but I was keen to discover some of the gorgeous pictures I had seen on Pinterest of the Black Forest....dark, mysterious and magical. I had visions of us hunkering down as a family in a mystical part of the deep dark forest and reading the 'Grimms Fairytales' together. So in that spirit, we drove out of Strasbourg France and into the general northern part of the Black Forest. After a couple of hours driving we were all hungry, so it was time to do something wonderfully traditional German Black Forest food of course!

I particularly wanted to get my teeth sunk into a piece of Black Forest cake while we were there. I really do love doing all those cheesy touristy iconic things, I just can't help myself, it makes me happy.

Of course, I also love to wander off the beaten path and discover totally original un-touristy type things as well, as I am aware that these often lead to wonderful experiences, unique stories and it's generally seen as a bit cooler, as in; 'I'm a wandering intrepid adventurer who has shaken off the shackles of conventional life and am therefore free of and above commercialism and all the fake tourism snares that other less grounded and more worldly travelers inevitably fall for, therefore I will commune with the forest and become one with nature....and so forth'.

Nah, whatever! I wanted to eat Black Forest cake while sitting in the Black Forest and bask in all the glorious cheesiness of it all.

So for lunch we parked the car in some obscure town and all filed into a local restaurant. We ordered all the traditional stuff. It was a splurge, but we were having our iconic moment so I totally justified it. A hefty 90 Euros later and we were presented with....the most disgusting and inedible lunch that we have ever eaten! Aargh, it was so gross!!! Floating meat that looked like dog food swimming around in some kind of broth, topped with raw onion and pickled vegetables.

More dog meat, raw onion, and some sort of nameless limp pickled vegetable. Mmmmmm, have I made you hungry yet?

We did score some ham that we all recognized and squabbled over and had to carefully divide between all hungry parties. And in all fairness, in true German fashion, the bread was wonderful.

Tragically, the restaurant did not serve black forest cake. This was a little devastating, obviously I had to go looking in more touristy type places. Anyway, we were too poor by then, and maybe it was meant to be, since I am a non-alchoholic type person, and apparently the cake is drowned in Rum....

With our bellies sort of full (and sort of churning from the horrible jellied concoction that we had just consumed) we set off to recreate our own Grimm's Fairytale.

We drove for a while until we found a promising looking path that entered the forest.

We decided to take the pram. You may ask; 'why the heck would anyone take a pram into the forest???'. Well, we had plans to settle Bo and have him snoozing contentedly in the pram while we read and explored the forest. This seemed totally reasonable at the time....

No, d