Flat plains drifter…Germany #24

Walking back to the hotel last night,a very still warming evening,I heard some Latino music so headed to see what was going on and there were maybe fifty couples dancing the Tango.I wanted to take a video as it was quite a spectacle but I couldn’t see anyone else with their phones out and I know many Germans take exception to being filmed ( which I fully understand) and it’s hard to stop a couple mid flow to ask permission,sort of ruins the moment…looking at it made me see why a lot of women are attracted to men that can dance,especially the Latino dances like the Tango,simpatico movement an‘ all that stuff…

On the subject sex( don’t worry I’m not going there!) I realised I’m getting old as I walked past another bar,peered in,and saw an attractive scantily clad woman dancing on the table.My first thought wasn’t “ oh look an attractive scantily clad woman dancing on the table” it was “ I bet that’s a health & safety issue”  

Sometimes life is a lot less complicated when you’re old but also not as much fun…I didn’t go in.

Last full day in Düsseldorf and it’s blisteringly hot so of course I’m having a bottle of Peroni in the shade.One thing about this city is it’s great for just hanging out watching the world go by if that’s your thing.Very relaxing…got a three hour train journey to Bremen tomorrow so in no mood to knock myself out doing stupid stuff like moving around in the sun.I‘ll leave that to others…

 

Sitting outside an Italian/Turkish cafe this morning at 10am having coffee surrounded by hard as nails looking middle aged Turkish fellas all chowing down on elaborate ice creams is probably the most incongruous thing I’ve seen so far this trip.I wasn’t expecting them to be sporting uzis in support of the Ottoman Empire hunting Kurds but the macho metre was very low.Gotta say the ice cream looked damn good too…ice cream really is a huge thing in Germany and in truth the weather barely seems to matter…however not one of their eis shops plays an out of tune “Greensleeves” they clearly have much to learn…

The Brit stag party outside the bar over the way have already started flashing their hairy arses at passers bye and it’s just gone 4-30pm…think it could be a long night for some…

The one thing you do quickly notice about that long strip of bars is that it’s as much about  being seen as about getting trashed.There are many having a drink but there's probably just as many,if not more,parading themselves up and down the promenade in a desire to be seen & ogled at.Not me of course as I have already been immortalised by the world famous photographer known as “Some Polish Bloke”so I’m secure in my local fame…it’s a rich city and the rich need to show themselves…meanwhile the Auberge bar has rock chicks and that’s good enough for me thank you very much…

The parrots on Köningsalle are starting to get loud ( not as bad as the Walthamstow parrots but still loud) and it’s annoying so I’m on my way back to the hotel…

Next day and just pootling along waiting to checkout and I have also finally booked my last part of the trip which is not in Groningen but in Zeist which is part of Utrecht.I was waiting for a reply to a question I asked a hotel in Groningen but they never came back to me so I got this relatively cheap room instead…then that will be that.All over etc…

So goodbye Düsseldorf.Once again it’s been great and now off to Bremen in about half hour.Some confusion about if I have to chance at Munster.The board says yes but my app and the info desk says no…we shall find out one way or another.I expect the train to be rammed as it’s coming from Munich and going to Hamburg.Finding a seat will be fun.Wish me luck…

See ya all later…