I awoke to the sun piercing through my wispy curtains that appeared to be made of cheese cloth. Next, I felt the piercing pain in my head. Oh dear.
I will admit I indulged in a bit too much of the ol’ sacrament last evening and had a feeling of intense displeasure most of the day today.
I realized quite quickly that it may be too challenging to ride my bike for nearly 100 km to Bremen in the state I was in. Luckily, there was a direct train from Leer to Bremen. A pretty pathetic excuse for a rest day, I know, but I barely even made it the 3 km ride to the station.
The train was my saviour. But also my own personal hell. It was packed to the gills and I had a small seat in the stroller carriage. Stroller carriage meaning there were many children shrilly screaming and crying.
I was a shell of a man.
I made it to Bremen in about an hour and a half and found my hostel. It is a nice spot and I had a wee afternoon snooze. I am staying a short distance from the centre and this area is filled with graffiti and street art – some nice, some not so much.
I walked into town and watched the graffiti fade out and grand, beautiful old buildings take hold.
I also walked through the ‘Schnoor’ area – a neighbourhood in the medieval centre of the city, and the only part of it that has preserved a medieval character. Cute old buildings and many tourists. Wild!
I couldn’t believe it when I stumbled upon, yet another, food and drink festival this evening. It was the Ratskeller Festival – Ratskeller means town hall I believe.
I had a delicious meal of salmon, salad, and roast potatoes. It reminded me of home! Then I had an ice cream cone and took the tram back to the hostel.
The streets are packed with hooligans, young and old, roaming around, drinking beer, probably defiling private property, wearing Bremen’s football gear. There is a big match tonight which is part of a German Cup. I am going to put my earplugs in and try to block it all out.
Tomorrow I head off to Hamburg. Hopefully, in better condition than this morning.
DOTD
Poor quality photo but there was a cute lil’ guy at the food fest.
Also, this:
An Idiot Broad Abroad 