Potato World
Alright, gather ‚round for the tale of my epic transformation from a fit athlete to a bona fide potato enthusiast in the potato paradise that is Germany. Picture this: a world where potatoes rule the roost—potato chips, potato salad, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes with wurst, creamed potatoes, caramel potatoes, potthucke, farmer’s breakfast… The list is as long as a German winter.
Once upon a time, I had a body that could rival Greek statues. Fast forward to Germany, and I’ve become a living, breathing ode to the humble spud. Abs? More like abs-olutely covered in potato love.
In this land of schnitzels and sausages, it’s like they have a secret potato cult, turning everything into a potato masterpiece. My friends back home wouldn’t believe it; they’d think I’ve gone undercover as a long-lost cousin of the Spud family.
But hold on, before you shed a tear for my lost fitness, living the spud life isn’t all doom and gloom. Potatoes here are like the fast food of champions – quick and strangely satisfying. Who needs a six-pack when you can have a bag full of potatoes?
So, here’s to my potato-shaped shadow in the heart of bratwurst territory. If you spot someone in Germany resembling a walking, talking potato, fear not, it’s just me, embracing the carb-loaded dream. Prost to potatoes!
Photo by Łukasz Rawa at Unsplash
Qais, 29y
In Germany since October 2018, supports Kabul Luftbrücke