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Mon, 14 Jul 2003

author Tim location St. Pauli, Hamburg, Deutschland
posted 19:20 16/07/03 CEST section Europe2002/Europe/Deutschland/Deutschland 1 ( all photos )

Driving into Bremen ( 1 photo )
(Continued from Netherlands 2)
Coming across the border, as always, is new and exciting thing. We have both been quite interested in Deutschland since learning (or at least trying to) the language at school. Also, Liz's father Ingo came out to Australia from the country at age six, so she has wanted to see what the place is all about.
As a side note, you may note that we are calling it Deutschland, not Germany. From speaking to Sebastian (our friend in Hamburg), the word Germany is only ever used when communicating with people speaking English. So, we are going to try, where possible, to use the local names of places and things as we launch further and further into the non-English speaking world.
So, back to the border crossing - besides small signage style changes, and the obligatory speed-limit changes (you mean we can attempt to push Rosie to 130kph now? No thanks!), not much is noticable thanks to EU semi-standardisation of most things.
We pulled in to get some fuel and cool down at a road-side services, where I was rapidly required to test out my Deutsch on the attendant to pay for fuel. Back on the road, it wasn't far before we noticed the first occurance of the word Autobahn, accompanied with a sign showing the number 130 with a line through it. If you haven't worked out by now, that means there are no speed limits. We kept Rosie to a sensible 100kph, as chosen by her lack of fifth gear, lack of overtaking power, tendincy to swerve all over the road at the slightest breeze (let alone taking over a truck), and massive fuel consumption at anything faster.
As such, little dots in the rear-view mirror rapidly turned into screaming Audis and BMWs as they overtook, leaving a space-shuttle like slip-stream in their wake to rock us around.
And so it went as we drove ourselves into the city of Bremen. We had directions to a caravan park of which at least the first half were correct, but they rapidly turned into a work of fiction. We were able to follow the signs and arrive at Campingplatz Bremen, staffed by an extremely helpful woman keen to see that we had a great time wandering around the city by providing good advice and helpful directions.
Picking a space in the half-empty park was fairly easy, where we sat in the sun for a while before walking around to check out the BBQ (we would have to locate fuel for it), doing some washing, then cooking a Chicken Tonight with rice. The remainder of the night was spent watching the second half of the Lord of the Rings DVD, resulting us having watched the movie over two countries.

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author Tim location St. Pauli, Hamburg, Germany
posted 18:53 16/07/03 CEST section Europe2002/Europe/Netherlands/Netherlands 2 ( all photos )

Groeningen and Surrounds ( 2 photos )
Since the weather is so fantastic at the moment (25-30 degrees each day), we decided this morning would be a great one for sunning on the beach. This we did before breakfast, taking the short walk down to the river beach and reading books for a while.
We considered a swim but the water was quite murky (ok, and too cold), so we just relaxed for a while instead.
Finally getting ourselves organised, we cooked breakfast then headed on the road to find a supermarket which would now be open. This search brought us to the city of Groningen, where a few driving manouevers of questionable legality and waiting a long long time for lock gates to open brought us to a supermarket. It had taken Liz's sharp eyes to find it, as we have no idea what the names of the supermarkets are, and this one only gave away its presence by the posters offering cheap deals on Pringles on the outside.
Wandering around the place was great fun - some things are easy to pick while others remain a total mystery. Also strange is that this place took no credit cards, or our EFTPOS-style switch card! We had to delve into the secret cash stah we have to pay for our goods at the checkout, making it by one euro cent. Phew!
After a lunch in the carpark, a drive to the bank was high on the priority list, so we stumbled across one of those which conveniently allowed us to execute a U-turn and get back on track.
There was not much more for us to do now except drive East into Deutschland (Germany).

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