Hotel St. Clemens
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Pets allowed
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... the breaded prawns except for Rich, who tried the chicken curry. It was good but I don't think of curry as being particularly British. (I have since been told that the Brits love their curry. Who knew?!?)
After lunch I went to the Internet Cafe to get us checked in for our flights tomorrow and print our boarding passes. The computer was running very slowly, and I used up 20 of my precious minutes trying to get us checked in before ...
What a gorgeous morning! Our ship changed time on us today, so we are now 8 hours ahead of Houston. We all were exhausted after our long bus trip back to the ship from Berlin yesterday. We encountered a very long line of other passengers waiting to board the ship, so by the time we finally got aboard, it was around 8:45 pm. We made a mad dash for the dining room to get our surf and turf, worth the ...
Nothing on today so it was a late start. Checked out a couple of shows & watched a movie. Rell was feeling a bit under the weather but the alcohol seem to bring her around. Off to the formal dinning & drinking champaign. After that a comedy & dance show.
That's all off to bed after a little to much ...
On our first afternoon in Visby we stopped at a local cafe for a drink. As always we watch the people passing by, trying to guess where they are from, making up little stories about what they might be doing.
Today as we enjoyed our drink another couple took the table next to us. When I heard their first words of English I had to strike up a conversation. I sometime have a longing to speak English with ...
... epic. All kinds of crazy great things that my typing wouldn't do justice.
It finishes and I am sad as my Medieval festival is coming to an end, we go to a bar, then Saara disappears, the pig got the better of her. We go to another bar and a sausage shop. I get my backpack, farewell Christoffer and run like crazy for 25 minutes to get on the ferry with 14 seconds to spare, dripping sweat I grab my hat under a closing door.
Gosh, what a three days.. ...