Brom was away and now is back

Last Wednesday we made our way by lovely car (a white Karl, instead of the black one Mara is getting this week) to Germany. Where we arrived in the middle of the afternoon. She dragged her suitcase up the parking lot to reception and then we had to wait. And wait. And wait. 

The booking was found no problem, but the voucher proved to be a bit of a. Under normal circumstances Mara would have had to send the voucher to their head office which would then deal with it. As she booked so late in the day, she had been told to hand it over on site and then it would be sorted. However, that took some time. Eventually though, the receptionist handed us a temporary key to my room and we were able to go to the room.

Which as hotel rooms go, was nothing out of the ordinary. Yes, the bed was big, but as per German custom, covered in two single duvets. Well, I say covered: they were neatly folded at the end of the bed and you have to make your own bed. The pillows were a bit of a departure from the normal German standard though: they were okay Mara said. 

The bathroom was nice, a big walk-in shower, a toilet, a sink. Just what we need (and before you ask: baths are not that common and I hate them anyway: I am not a fish). The sliding door to the balcony was the only downside really, as it was the only way to get some fresh air in and it could only be done by sliding it open. Which meant I had to be a guard bear to make sure nobody snuck in during the night.

That evening we started really celebrating our break by going out to dinner. Burger and potato wedges. Really tasty. Followed by chocolate tart and a small scoop of ice cream. After that we made our way back to the room (after picking up the regular key as the payment had been sorted) and watched television, read a book and crocheted.