So, I got into the hotel room and found that blogging grumpily at my travel and blogosphere problems didn’t cheer me up. Lauren and Simon each sent me the number of someone I know around here, but I was just too pissed at the world to pick up the phone. So I picked up the new camera instead and went walking.
This suburb has a big park named Niedwald.
This ivy isn’t like anything in the New World.
I’d say some spring cleaning is in order.
There are definite signs of spring, like this willow.
By then I was hungry. I grabbed a taxi to the Hauptbahnhof because I like train stations and they’re a good place to hunt restaurants.
I felt so much better after some schnitzel and Pils that I wondered whether missing breakfast and lunch might have been related to the earlier blues. So I went on a random walk. Here’s a shot across the river.
Which reminds me that I must write about the camera.