Well day two started way too early but I can live with that as long as I have a cuppa first thing:
After a traditional German breakfast we were driven part way into town and then walked the rest, and on to the Dom. The cathedral is immense and very beautiful but outside I saw this sad sight:
Then I saw an angel
She was cold and a passerby got her a coffee:
Inside the Dom the stained glass was amazing:
The interior was so dark I couldn’t get good pictures. It was also immensely big so my paltry little flash didn’t do much at all.
Here’s one of the outside:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cologne_CathedralIt made me quite dizzy looking up at it; too big for a building but not a mountain.
Around this time it began raining and getting very cold so I didn’t get any photos in Aachen that afternoon.
After returning to the Youth Hostel for dinner (Goulash!) we headed out again to another Christmas market, the Alte markt, which was a few minutes walk away from the Dom markt. I finally met up with my friends Svenja and Ulrich, and they took me to a real German pub and had me drink real German beer (“The gluhwein, that’s just for the tourists!”) and talked at a hundred miles an hour. I did talk a bit in German, till tiredness meant I began to flag and they kindly reverted to English. They took me back to the meeting point and we all went back to meet the coach and go home.
I was longing for my bed that night too:
It was very welcome to crawl between the sheets and go to sleep after a hot chocolate and a hot shower. I’d rather the bedside light hadn’t got so hot that I worried it was a fire risk but I was asleep quite quickly.
And no, that wasn’t the beer. I had a small Kolsch, the beer of Cologne, and only one. That was all I had time for.
What did I dream of? I don’t know, but probably home!