Quality Hotel Augsburg
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- Continental Breakfast
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- Free High-Speed Internet
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... and it nearly ended in tears and bloodshed but we finally found the town and we're still talking. Barely. We found our hostel around 8.30 pm, which unfortunately had the last check in at 6.30pm. There was not a soul about, and we were at a loss as to what to do next. Can't use our phones and couldn't get any wifi
We wandered along the corridor and Steve tried the door of the last room, ...
... not so traditional market, we went back to Augsburg and crashed out completely. Monday morning, we farewelled charly and Hubert as they went to work, and then Paul and I left at about 11. We collected some supplies from the supermarket and embarked on another 12 hour multiple train journey back to berlin. Tired, grumpy and hungry (not a good combination) we arrived in Berlin at about 1am, and went straight to bed... A beautiful weekend!! Thanks To our lovely ...
Friday Paul and I Spent the day here at Charlys place whilst she was at work. We had a lazy day doing our washing and watching movies. We watched a great movie called 'dear lemon Lima,' which was very cute and reminded me a little of napoleon dynamite.
Charly picked Hubert up from the airport at 6pm. He had spent the week in Mayoka with his friends.
They both arrived home just before 7pm and we quickly got ready for the Mexican Independence Day party! The ...
... there and do the
washing on Friday morning!! So,.. we
drove,.. found the campsite (another,.. not the one from the night before),..
and biked it into town to find the ‘Festival’.
No luck there,... no festival found,.. just another sidewalk cafe and
another cold beer. Oh,.. and by the
way,.. the sunglasses turned up,.. they’d fallen under the navigator’s chair
,.. so all was not a total loss! ...
... but it is so hard with the modern shops and cars and hotels, McDonalds all screaming shouts that don't quite go with the images and words on the signs. I had wished I could just close my eyes and walk blindly so I could truly imagine and picture what it must have been like, but I don't think the human imagination can do these horrors justice.
Realizing I am at the last sign and entering the camp, my breath catches a little. This is it. I was a ...