Holiday Inn Express Bremen Airport
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... sat drinking my free drinks before the inevitable dancing began. Whilst I had clearly matured since my Erasmus experience three years ago, there's still enough party animal in me to enjoy the night - as the dodgy nightclub photos showed.
The following day was a lazier day, with Ingo coming around to eat dinner with us before watching a film. The guys then had to go off for their class meeting at the ÖVB Arena in the city ...
... in the wall behind our table.We ordered sparking water in a bottle, and were once again surprised that the beer was the same price as water.
It was here that Till explained to us that lots of Germans order a blend of beer for lunch. Half beer and half 7-up. Germans like the fizz and the sweetness of the blend.It would be iced tea for us in the USA.Liam was a little tired at this place and didn't want to eat his meal.
From here we ventured to old town to hear ...
... market square, called the ‘small Freimarkt’ and the huge show grounds with rides and bier tents and hundreds of side shows.
Even though Eddie lived here for 5 years, he had never been to an official opening so we made our way into the market square to see the show-people dressed in medieval costumes and speaking in the local dialect deliver the opening speeches. After fanfare and marching bands, the official opening activity ...
... concrete of the airport floor - only to find everyone staring at me like a complete weirdo.
I caught the flight to Bremen and upon arriving I decided to see if I could get a nice stamp in my passport - with just 2 stamps after visiting 21 different countries it was looking a little bare...and unlike in Espain, the Germans were happy to oblige and provided me with a sexy stamp - despite the confused reaction when the answer to 'Is this you're first ...
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 ...