Wednesday, 14 July 2010
We go to Deutscher Adler for lunch. It's next door to our hotel. I would have eaten there, but the restaurant is closed on Monday. Like most of the rest of the town. I have a sausage with what appears to be mash from a packet. And a beer.
There's not much going on in town. Nothing at all, to be honest. We watch Holland play while drinking beers picked up at the Getränkemarkt.
"Can I try your Bierschnapps?"
"OK, Mike. As long as I can have a try of your impulse schnapps."
The scrawpy Dutch win.
"Isn't it time for high tea?" Mike asks.
After high tea, it's back to my luxury hotel for Japan against Cameroun.
Mike's finished all his impulse schnapps. I can't ignore his puppy-dog face and pour him a Bierschnapps.
"Full of schnappy goodness."
"That's my line, Mike."
This is such a fun town. I bet we'll be out until dawn. Or later. We'll soon find out.
Gasthof Deutscher Adler