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... of this dish but his selection thanks to Paul's help was Lamb Bhuna which he enjoyed.
We were also lucky to stay with and enjoy the wonderful hospitality of Mark (Luke's Godfather) where Luke tried Pulled Pork for the first time and enjoyed this, however he did not add salad to this.
Starbucks has also supplied us with coffee as I'm sorry you cannot get a good coffee in the UK ...
As we head into Germany our stops today are purely to get us through to the wine!!
Parking in the main street of Cologne I proceeded to buy the usual parking ticket, however when I put my Euro in clinked down into the change tray. I popped my hand in and to my surprise there were many Euro's in the tray $12 to be exact. I then checked and it was after 12 on a Saturday so you don't have to pay. Not to get too excited immediately I said to the boys lets wait ...
... Valley. Driving along the Rhine Valley was incredibly beautiful and quaint. The weather has become quite chilly now, so we can finally wear all our winter clothes we overpacked! Almost everyone on the tour has now caught the legendary Contiki Cough, which has made the bus trips quite difficult and impossible not to get it. We got to explore the little village of St Goar and went to Beer Stein, Cuckoo Clock and Birkenstock shops. After quite a simple dinner, we went ...
... castle upon castle not to mention church steeples - distant landmarks of impending villages.
We took a short break from cycling to test the path-side gym equipment - which we captured in the 'Can't get enough exercise' video.
Koblenz on a Sunday was very quiet - everything was closed.
Our hotel, a small boutique venue some three or so kilometres out of town was also closed!
We're sure the four page ...
... at the knights below, saw the world - a bow-shot away - only through her mirror. And then, and then ... Lancelot rode between the barley sheaves; the sun came dazzling through the leaves. On burnished hooves, his war horse trode; from underneath his helmet flowed his coal-black curls as on he rode. Unable to resist, she broke the spell: she saw the helmet; saw the plume; she took three paces 'round her room. The mirror cracked from side to side; the curse was on her; then she ...