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... back in Cologne. It is nice to be feel normal, have energy, not want to take a nap every 30 minutes...so, we slept in a little and then headed to town for breakfast. We asked for an American breakfast (snobs?) and she sent us to a hotel about a block away. Actually it was a lot like the food on board but we had a hard boiled egg - and then it's fun to be in the big city. Luckily we are near the city ...
... tells the story. Europe has so much history.
We arrived in Cologne at noon, and after another delicious lunch we headed off on a tour of the city, which is dominated by the Cologne Cathedral. One word for the Cathedral - WOW!!! Us Catholics sure know how to spend the peasants money!!...:-)
We stopped at a local cafe & tried the local beer, Kolsch, which they traditionally ...
... the city hall dating back to 1200 although it has been extended twice with different architectural style. It has been rebuilt after being extensively damaged by allied bombing in WWII. The highlight was the Cologne cathedral, which is the second tallest church in Germany, is a magnificent structure. It took 600 years to build, starting in 1260 and not finishing until 1880 (although there was a period of 200 years when no work was done because they ran out of money). Some ...
... after all. So two Killepitsch (the liquor of Dusseldorf, made with a combination of 90 fruits, berries, herbs, and spices, the taste reminded me of Jagermeister) and two vodka with strawberry for the girls. The girls already had the Killepitsch at the fair anyway. Down the shots went and out the door we went. We headed back to the hotel as it was nearing 9:00 in search of some ice cream. I noticed people walking around with open beer bottles, so I had to ...
... And it didn’t, but it indirectly proved that my German isn’t as good as I thought.
I was in the queue to get a wurst when the bloke in front of me spots my red and black Eintracht scarf. He jokingly asks how I snuck into the home end, and remarkably I am able to chat and banter with him. I thought my German was really good despite lack of practice, until he asks why I support Eintracht Frankfurt when I’m from Ireland. I answer that ...