Monday, 23rd October.
Had breakfast this morning with pretty much everyone I had
met at the hostel. There was Keith and Andrew the Canadians,
the Canadian girls and their New Zealand friend who went to dinner
with us last night, and the bloke from Bundaberg. (another bloody
psuedo-surfie! Reminded me of how the Australian landscape is
littered with the likes of him!)
I took the Inter-City Express from Munich to Hannover. The train
was incredibly punctual, and travelled Bloody Fast.
The sky was rapidly darkening as I arrived at the youth hostel. After a
shower (high degree of need there) I headed back into town to suss it all out.
Have I mentioned why I'm in Hannover? The climate perhaps? The cheery populace?
The robust thighs of the Hannover Scorpions' cheerleaders? All shall be
Having bought myself a gyros for tea (or "dinner" as those city
slickers call it), I took the tram back to the hostel. (The trams go underground in
the city centre!) In my room I met a couple of German blokes who initially thought
me to be American. I soon set them straight, and they ended up taking me to a
local bar for a drink or two. Mark and Kai (for those were their names) complimented
me on my accent (just wanted to mention that!) but we spent most of the evening speaking
English. Mark is going to save the world with solar power!
But will he save us from the ladies of the "Flying Devils"?