Brunch, Byes, Bremen

The morning Sun started to rise but we didn’t need to. Brunch doesn’t start until everybody else has eaten breakfast. We took our group to Miss Peppers, it’s a restaurant chain that’s styled like 1950’s-ish Americana Cafés. They really offer everything for breakfast: fruit, muesli, yoghurt, milk, sausages, bacon, pancakes, breads, salads, deli-meats, spreads (no Vegemite), coffee, tea etc. There’s probably things I’m forgetting, or maybe I’m choosing to omit them due to bias. I know that it’s a big thing here to eat raw mince with onion on bread. That’s just not on.
Everybody ate, they talked, they ate some more, they started talking about how much they’d eaten, they ate some more. It was time for some to drive back to Berlin. We ended the meal that doesn’t have to end until the normal lunch time and said all our goodbyes. I don’t think anybody cried, maybe there were hidden tears, on the inside.
That freed up the posse to go on an adventure. Our plan was to show them the sights and taste the tastes of Bremen!
Bremen itself isn’t so amazing, really. It’s a mini-city, it has some large-ish buildings, a bit of traffic, some water, some people, some shops. What the main attraction there is this little ‘old town’ section called The Schnoor. There’s also water, from the river that Bremen is next to, it is near The Schnoor too. As mentioned, The Schnoor is a little bit of old living in a quite modern, although still historic city. They claim to have the narrowest street, which can only be walked through single file and some even have trouble doing that. We showed all the sights, the old galleries, the bars and wineries, the nice architecture. The decision was that for dinner we had to take the Posse to the Cats Café. It is basically a pretty good International restaurant, meaning they offer some Italian, French, South American, German styled food. It basically gets the name because a lot of the pictures, the statues and toilets are all cat themed. They also have a few photos with famous people and other oddities.
Everybody ordered all kinds of crazy things, which is good, it meant we could all try something new and different.

Early Visitors

There was a problem.  Ingrid’s parents were leaving for Scotland the next day when they were informed that you need a Visa to go there.

“Is it not a part of the Schengen area?” , I hear your thoughts asking.


It seems surprising to us all, but I guess it makes sense that a country that trades and deals with their neighbors would not want to be connected at all in a convenient manner.  Oh yeah… and Brexit.
So we began to scramble.  Could they get a Visa in time?  Could they perhaps land there and transfer to Germany, so we could meet them?  Do they have to lose their flights and possibly all the time and money too?

They had to cancel.  You cannot jump off a plane that lands in Germany to transfer to the UK and then meet your loved ones in Germany.  You either go all the way to the end or not at all.  They payed extra and managed to get a flight to Hamburg that saw them arriving a few days earlier than the original plan.

For dinner we took them to Blockbräu, the brewery restaurant, in Hamburg for dinner.  The reason for this is at least two-fold: the restaurant is a brewery, so they get straight into some good quality, local beer, and it has a terrific view of the harbour.  You can also see the brewing equipment, the food is good, very German.
We were going to park a little bit away from the restaurant, near a bridge.  It’s free, plenty of other cars are parked there and in 2-3 minutes you’re at the restaurant.  There are homeless people camping under this bridge though and that made Ingrid’s parents very nervous.  From the spot we were sitting in though, we could spot a carpark, a sneaky little space, right in front of the restaurant.  Sometimes the luck goes all the way with you.

The food was good, the beer too and the drive home at night was without incident.  I think we were all asleep by about 1am.