Day 8
Wednesday,
May 29, Day 8
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A colourful train in Strasbourg station |
I got up a
little earlier than planned, and Kevin and Kat arrived a little earlier, too,
so, after breakfast, we left in good time to catch my train. The first train
went from Stuttgart to Strasbourg, and in Strasbourg I had time to find the
bathroom and buy lunch. On both of today’s trains I managed not to have a long
walk to the opposite end of the platform. The first train was a Deutsche Bahn
train, and though it was a few minutes late leaving and arriving, it was
comfortable and the wifi worked. On the French train, the comfort is about the
same, but the wifi had no internet connection.
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My train coming in. I've been on trains called InOui and OuiGo |
Moreover, I got a message from Neil saying he would also be arriving at that station, but I misread the time and thought he had already arrived, so I spent some time looking for the rest of the station, as well as my path to the hotel. Finally, I realized Neil was coming in after me, and someone pointed the way down to the main street level where the hotels are. Then it was easy to find ours.
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The map on the hotel's card is not very helpful, either! |

And there’s wifi, and a good European
breakfast buffet (not only bread and coffee, but cheese, meats, juices, maybe
eggs…) which comes at an additional cost. I had my doubts about this
reservation but I’m quite pleased with it.
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View from our window: the exit I took from the train station |
When Neil
arrived, we freshened up and went out for drinks and dinner. We found them both
at the Brasserie Georges, a restaurant and microbrewery that was founded in
1836. The food was delicious, and a bit too filling. I enjoyed every bite but
had severe indigestion during the night, which might remind me to eat more
cautiously in the future, or might not!
We were both
exhausted from our long day of travel, and fell asleep immediately, about
10:15.
In our room:
The old-fashioned key system: the key chain fob is too big to stuff in your pocket, to remind you to leave the key at the desk when you go out.
Ooo la la,, the Brasserie George. I have such good memories of it. Great place, wonderful food. Joe had sabbatical leave ca 2004 and went for 6 months to lecture at one of the universities in Lyon. I stayed home as I couldn't leave my job. But he came home for Christmas, then I visited for a week or so inthe New Year. The market in the Croix Rousse area is also fabulous and worth a visit if you have the time. The cheese, the shellfish, heaven!
ReplyDeleteI should have spelled George with an s. Brasserie Georges. It's been a long time since I was last there, too long!
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