Trip Start Jun 27, 2009
40Trip End Aug 30, 2009
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I tried to call the phone number to the hostel, which the sign on the front door said is a 24-hour line. I have not yet used a pay phone in Europe, nor did I know how to dial a number. It was easy enough, except it ate my change. When I finally got it working, there was no answer.
So I walked around with my backpack towards what I guessed ws the centre of the city. I figured there should be locker storage there
I found an information centre, they told me there was locker storage in the mall next door. So I went into the mall, and tried to figure out where to go. It was a pretty fancy mall. I was out of place for sure, but I was desparate to ditch my bag so I could see Bremen. Of course I canīt read German, so that was a challenge. Fortunately I have mastered the phrase, īīdo you speak English?'' Unfortunately, the two women that I asked looked at me like I was an idiot, said something to eachother in German, laughed, and walked away. Awesome.
You all know that when I get stressed I get teary eyed, so when a man approached me and helped me, I was trying not to cry. It turns out the information centre was wrong about the lockers. I had to trudge back to the train station, in the terential rain, to find a locker. I was soaked and so was my bag. The poncho is not so great in the wind.
After that, it took me two hours to see the sights of Bremen. Itīs a big a big enough city, there just isnīt much here. My sandal broke though, so trying to find an affordable replacement took then rest of my day.
Bremen, what a great experience.
PS: Mazbe youīre thinking, if I have so much time, I should do my laundary. Good thought, since my clothes are nasty. Too bad Bremen doesnīt have a laundromat.