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TripAdvisor Reviews Gaestehaus Peterswerder Bremen
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... flight and arriving in Bremen in time to join Elena's preparty before the international day party took place in the city. Having arrived less than half an hour before, at the pre party I was already fondly reminded of how fun the Erasmus experience was, being able to catch up with my good friends, meet new people and all under the influence of some booze.
Waking up on Friday I went along with my German friends to a Sushi ...
... br> behind it and some areas have been well preserved.
Knowing this it was now off once again on my bike and into town to see what
this city was made of. after going round in circles a few times I finally parked
up in some bicycle stands and went for a walk.
First thing I found was a wonderful old sailing ship preserved on the river
and now serving as a restaurant. Within seconds I knew where I was having my
I walked along the ...
... into. I strapped the pannier to the rear rack and continued for over 40 and 2 useless bike shops who neither had new rack or could fix mine. Finally, an eager young bike mechanic took my suggestion in the third shop and drilled a new hole in the plate and now the rack appears stronger than ever! German engineering! In spite of these delays, I still rode 120km, ...
... Express coach eventually turned up only to be full of Espanish! Bringing back 'fond' memories of my Erasmus experience. At Stansted I bought some small prezzies for my German hosts, as well as a Terry's Chocolate Orange to serve as Dinner/Weird English food pressies for the next few days....realising opening on the plane might mean the chocolate was stuck together and could not be eaten, I decided that it would probably be best to try and 'tap' the orange ...
At the start of the week I had gone to do the last tedious tasks necessary, which meant waiting for 2 hours to tell the Germans I was leaving their country (only Germans seem to wait for hours and hours to tell their government every little bit of information about their lifes) - however as I was not going straight home it got very confusing as the lady wanted to know if I was registering in Brussels when I ...