It all went well from Luxembourg to Saarbruecken. Then my train to Mannheim had a half an hour delay and from here to Freiburg I had more connections than I wanted.
German train stations tend to look the same. There is always a backer, Fritz or someone from his family has a café opened, and without exception there is always a shop to buy books, read magazines without buying them, get water or some chewing gum.
I finally made it to Freiburg where I have already met two nice people reinforcing the good reputation the city has. One girl helped me figure out the right stop for the bus nr 11, and a young man returned the glove that had fallen from my pocket. He also made me realize that glove in German is handschuhe which literally translated means "hand shoe"; I was entertained.
But the day wouldn’t have been half as much fun without Hugh’s book. At one point the main character while interrogated by some security authority replies: “ Oh God, I am so fascinated by this conversation I think I might have a nosebleed.” I was very entertained.
Your blog is great, I'm entertained when reading it :)
ReplyDeletedani, thank you! that sounds like a great reason to read it:)
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