Koln der eins
Cologne day one.
Pull into the train station in the early evening, find my hotel (a cheap 1 star affair), check out an enormous gothic cathedral, then call Jordan's friend and we arrange to meet at a bar a bit outside of where my hostel is. His friend is having a birthday get together, so I'll be hanging out with a friend of a friend of a girl I met 2 days ago. Strange, but I look forward to getting a chance to mingle with some of the locals.
I just happen to spot the name of the bar while riding the tram, so I consider myself lucky to find the place. Its got an outdoor patio, and even with my not quite 20/20 vision I spot Jordan and her friends. They're all really friendly and speak excellent english, so I feel quite at home hanging out with them. One of them works as an independent real estate agent, and seems to be quite happy in Cologne (she seemed to sort of loathe berliner's, which I found a bit surprising). The birthday boy informs us of the European birthday tradition of him buying a round for everyone, and I sample some of the local brew. Its quite good really, and I in-turn inform him of the North American tradition, of everyone buying the birthday boy a round. We stay out till the wee hours of the morning, stopping for a late night kebab on the way home. I say my goodbyes to Jordan and her crew, wish her the best on the rest of the trip, and manage to stumble all the way to the hotel without getting lost once.
Cologne Day Two.
My second and last day in Cologne is actually only a morning. I have to catch a train at noon to get on to Brussels where my solo adventuring will come to an end, and I'll meet up with Brad and Julie. I'm really looking forward to the company, and spend the morning on a park bench just watching the boats sail up and down the Rhine river.
Pull into the train station in the early evening, find my hotel (a cheap 1 star affair), check out an enormous gothic cathedral, then call Jordan's friend and we arrange to meet at a bar a bit outside of where my hostel is. His friend is having a birthday get together, so I'll be hanging out with a friend of a friend of a girl I met 2 days ago. Strange, but I look forward to getting a chance to mingle with some of the locals.
I just happen to spot the name of the bar while riding the tram, so I consider myself lucky to find the place. Its got an outdoor patio, and even with my not quite 20/20 vision I spot Jordan and her friends. They're all really friendly and speak excellent english, so I feel quite at home hanging out with them. One of them works as an independent real estate agent, and seems to be quite happy in Cologne (she seemed to sort of loathe berliner's, which I found a bit surprising). The birthday boy informs us of the European birthday tradition of him buying a round for everyone, and I sample some of the local brew. Its quite good really, and I in-turn inform him of the North American tradition, of everyone buying the birthday boy a round. We stay out till the wee hours of the morning, stopping for a late night kebab on the way home. I say my goodbyes to Jordan and her crew, wish her the best on the rest of the trip, and manage to stumble all the way to the hotel without getting lost once.
Cologne Day Two.
My second and last day in Cologne is actually only a morning. I have to catch a train at noon to get on to Brussels where my solo adventuring will come to an end, and I'll meet up with Brad and Julie. I'm really looking forward to the company, and spend the morning on a park bench just watching the boats sail up and down the Rhine river.
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