Happy Birthday Mom.
Every time we get over-confident that we know what we’re doing we screw up.
We took a train from GAP to Munich. An ICE train from Munich to WÃ¼rzberg. Our itinerary said WÃ¼rzberg to Bad K. Except I guess we were in the wrong car and the train did a saucer separation and we were on our way to East Germany. Bob asked the conductor and he sent us on another train back the way we came and then we transferred to another regional train. What’s that? 5 trains?
We arrived and took a taxi to Tante Hilla’s. Since we were late she had rounded up a neighbor to drive to the train station to look for us. The cab driver pulled over and she came over and told him where he should park. He pulled to a different spot and he unloaded us and she came over and showed him where she wanted him to park.
I was intentionally vague with Hilla about where we were staying but by the end she had to find out and had already phoned them and informed them she was local and her niece was coming and to prepare the best room and so forth. I should have recognized the look on the guy’s face when I told him my name.
We have a lovely room and I slept through the night for the second time since we arrived. My dysfunctional sleeping has made the jump over to the new time zone perfectly.
We’ve had a great time so far and I am well fed and drink a half gallon of beer a day. I bought some Prinzen Rolle and put them in mz hat and then got crumbs in my hair. The drawback to packing a small bag is I don’t have room to carry all the cookies and candy I want.
Hilla asked if we wanted to go to dinner or if we wanted Rouladen at her house. Of course I wanted her cooking but I didn’t want to be too much trouble. “I already made it,” she said.
We’re taking a break here and then a rest at the hotel and then over to Hilla’s. She wrote down the instructions for the bus including writing a note we can give to the bus driver so he knows what to do with us.
Tomorrow we’re off to Hamburg.