Finally. I’ve planned my first trip off the island. (Although it doesn’t actually take place until April.)
I feel rather unoriginal, returning to the country where I first set foot in Europe. But Germany, after all, is basically my family’s homeland. So the decision makes sense. The Nutella-filled pastries I ate last time also offer a compelling argument for coming back again.
I’ll be staying with my cousin Andre for a few days in Hamburg, then taking the train down to Munich. Here’s where I get a little crazy:
I’m staying with my great, great cousin Norbert and his wife. I’ve never met the man, but he has my cousin’s endorsement. As if that wasn’t enough, and if you weren’t reading closely, his name is Norbert. Like the endearing-but-dangerous dragon in Harry Potter. Based on our email correspondence, I can safely say that this Norbert is only the former.
Other travel suggestions are accepted. Bear in mind that I have little time and no money.