German hostels, it turns out, are basically summer camps. The past two nights we’ve been surrounded by soccer teams and families on vacation, first in Mainz and then in Loreley. On the one hand, these places are basically hotels: clean linens, private bathrooms, furniture – reading lights on the beds, for gods’ sakes. On the […]
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So far on this trip, it seems like we couldn’t plan things as well as they happen by accident. As it turned out, the day we arrived in Basel was the same day they won the Swiss Cup. So after finishing off our remaining absinthe and taking in a free organ and chorale Bach performance […] |
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