Okay, I am now in love, and must travel to Bavaria before someone else gets her

What is there not to like in this photo? The answer, Mein Herr, is absolutely nothing.
The language barrier might be a problem, but since I can order a beer in 18 languages (including the hard to master, but fun to learn drunkenese), we will understand each other perfectly.
"Oh fraulein, fraulein, where for art thou fraulein?" (apologies to that long dead english fellow who used to write plays and sonnets about boys).
Sure, she would probably nurse me into ill health through a diseased liver, but hey, I have always believed in making compromises in relationships.