Thoughts and ramblings of an ex-Londoner in Cambridge.
The day started with the search for breakfast. We failed. Settling for caffeinated hot beverages we headed to the station and out to Brühl to see the palaces. It was hot, the train was horribly crowded and we arrived just as the palaces were closing for lunch.
(more…)We got up fairly early in order to get ourselves sorted for the onward journey, though check-out was not until 11, and after packing, got some breakfast in a café. It was time to bid a fond farewell to the little city. We’d had fun, but were glad to be on our way.
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Day two started with the noise in the street, which was annnoying. It led to a shower, which was not. Coffee was found externally, which was good and we set out. The weather was warm, the people were (reasonably) friendly and the museum fees were, as expected, extortionate.
(more…)Please be aware there will be mention of alcohol later in this post, though not extensive. Should that be a problem, I suggest care while reading.
We left a rainy home at about nine in the morning. Well, to be fair the rain had stopped so we didn’t have to lug cases in the wet, but it was still in the air and well, hot and muggy. Luck held though as the taxi met the train with about three minutes to spare and we were aboard before the rain came back.
(more…)Well, it’s that time of year again when we plan a trip abroad. This year, it’ll be Bruxelles and Köln by Eurostar. It might be the last time we get to visit Europe before the insanity of Brexit gets in the way and causes problems for everyone. I should say we’re lucky for the delays, or else there might already be visa checks and other such nonsense.
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