Park Hotel St. George
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Brought brekky this morning at the Cologne railway station because we discovered they have lovely yogurt and muesli. Then we went shopping. I bought a pair of German shoes, made in Hamburg, for $52! Rosanne bought a very comfortable pair of new season shoes for a little more. While we were in the hotel lounge this morning we overheard a group of Brits on a coach tour being corralled into where they needed to go by their super efficient tour guide and made a ...
We set out this morning to find a breakfast place in the old city of Cologne. On the way we came across a wedding at what we think was city hall. Actually more than one. While we were watching the gathered masses another wedding car, a beatle VDub, arrived with an older, maybe second time around couple in it. As you can see from the pic balloons and palm branches were the go. We finally found a corner cafe that had nice brekky and had attempted to hold onto the ...
Found unbelievable bargain at a 5* Hotel. & couldn't resist. To put it into context the breakfast cost 50% of the room rate! We didn't have breakfast! Even better, parking was also extra but as GG was too tall for their underground car park, we had to park with the smart cars in front of the Hotel at no charge. Hilarious!
sun shining again, so ...
... back to the camper. Then took out chairs and some wine to an overlook by the river to wind down.
As we write this we are back in Cologne at a Starbuck of all places to use the internet. Next to find a place for a sauerbraten and potato pancake lunch before driving to Koblenz in the wine country to begin our wine tasting.
Unable to add photos at this time we will do it when next we have an internet connection.
Barbara and Harry.
... but with my sparse knowledge of German, I was able to tell that there wasn't going to be a carriage 37 on my train! I asked a lady to help read the rest of the sign, which basically said to get on at carriage 36. Hmmm.
When the train pulled up, I jumped onto carriage 36 and then wondered where I was supposed to sit. The conductor couldn't speak much English and she basically pointed to two different seats and said "this one, or that one". There wasn't a great place to put my bag ...