Boettcherhof Hotel Hamburg
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... speed-record-breaking fall and wind up, dizzy as hell but with more of a manageable two day limp. I take the limp over the mobile scooter any day.
Still, there is something soft and alluring about them that whispers to me of possibilities and conquests, unlike the corde lisse which I flat-out refuse to climb. Seven metres, three metres, whatever it is, you need balls the size of my homemade Mexican fajitas to climb up those things. I won't even do it for the fitness ...
... away from her balanced on more and more fronds. I took a photo of the near end result but it really doesn’t capture the skill, strength, patience and concentration required to do this act, it was just amazing to watch. Then after balancing all of this on her head the woman carefully put it down, walked around and removed the feather from the end and the structure toppled over. So very clever!
At intermission Lil swapped seats so that she was sitting with ...
... to a town the size of Albury!
Then it was home for a family dinner where Annette and Franz were head chefs. Dinner was quite a process though so we had plenty of time for a friendly game of ‘round the table’ table tennis where everyone had a bat and we had to run around the table taking turns for the ‘next shot’. I’m not sure if the championship was Australians against Germans, men against women, adults against children …. any way we ...
... an entire airport where the planes actually take off and land. I kid you not. Being a fan of planes I was in heaven.
I walked around with my jaw dropped for a few hours before kicking back with a feed to read my book. The sheer amount of detail they've chucked into that place is mind blowing. It's impossible to take in everything in one visit. That alone has made the trip to Hamburg worth it.
That's good, because I'm not too ...
... great to experience a grand final in another country, and it was great to meet some pretty fun people to have some beers with (not you dickwad, there was actually a bronx cheer when you left), particularly when I was travelling alone. By about 10:00am the game was done. Rolling drunk, I briefly had a kick-to-kick of the footy on the streets of Hamburg before I was off, back to the hotel for a break. After an early start, I was relieved to get back into bed! When I regained ...