VT (for all of my design-obsessed peeps)

courtesysmart-travel-germany.com Peeps, The city of Stuttgart, Germany was my home for a number of years.   More precisely, the Army base on which I lived was located in the suburban hamlet of Moehringen, an easy train ride away from downtown. The city center was located deeper in the valley surrounded by hills dotted with small modern apartment-buildings, vineyards, and open parks.   For a kid who had left Belize one morning on TACA’s 11am flight to Miami, and then five months later (after training courses in Kentucky and Indiana) landed in Stuttgart via Franfurt, everything seemed foreign, wondrous, and dreamlike.   I quickly learned to love pommes frites with mayo, grilled sausages with sharp, tangy mustard, and dark German beer. On my base, the troops were encouraged to get out and see the best of the continent.   Within a couple hours drive, inexpensive bus tours took the adventurous to Amsterdam, France, Belgium, and Luxembourg.   3 and 4 day pass...