Park Hotel St. George
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... still haven't found a beer at Mcdonalds in Germany yet.
So it was off to the Früh. This is an outdoor cafe/restaurant where they brew and sell their own beer - very good. A good meal was had by all. Next we did a bit of shopping and then it was time to find our train home. We had reservations for our ride. But, no matter how much you try to wait at or near the spot where the train will collect you - it doesn't seem to work out.
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... rate. The Theodor Heuss Bridge took up most of my free time, this bridge was constructed over four years finishing in 1957 and it seemed it had residence from day one. Under the bridge I saw a flourishing population of finches and pigeon taken refuge from the circling white tail eagle above, something I learnt later while on the tour. Eventually my exploration time was interrupted by the alarm on my watch telling me I had to stand heading south toward ...
... Once I got to the Segway tour site I booked myself in for the next tour and waited comfortably overlooking the boat moorings on the Rhein. Eventually I got the call to come over and we watched a quick safety and operation video in relation to the Segway’s and passing along the walkway. We all hopped on our allocated Segway’s with slight unease and awkwardness and once we regained composure we jerked towards the instructor who waited graciously ...
... feel my heart struggling to process all the calories and fat, almost stopping every bite, and as that took its effect I became more and more lethargic. I dragged myself back to my hotel after a feast fit for a king and prepared once again prepared for the next day, but this time I packed everything else into my travel backs as tomorrow I would leave for Dusseldorf at 9:00 via taxi which I had already booked and paid for, only fifty EURO.
... I think."
Not knowing what else to do at that point, we anxiously waited in the line that he directed us to in hopes that his thought was correct. As we neared the ticket checkpoint, both of us were less than convinced that this was where we were supposed to be and our fears were confirmed after the maitre d' was unable to find our names on the manifest. The situation was quickly turning into a nightmare and I was about ready to throw in the towel and go find a beer ...