View from Starbucks at Birkenstock, our beloved sandals.
One hairdresser in Dusseldorf. There were quite a few. You can get a haircut for €15-€50 depending on your hair, gender and where you look. Next to Louis Vitton I found the most expensive.
Army and navy store in Dusseldorf. I found a new backpack <3 My only concern is that it will be too small, but the lady said “groß!”. I trust her.
Waiting for fiancé that completely went bananas at the hotel this morning. They charged his card beforehand even though they promised not to. But they did have a great spa with sauna, awesome showers and sunbed (€4/20min). Much appreciated.
Bookings.com had written one thing and the hotel did another. The receptionist this morning was not near as nice as the shemale we met the other night. She was arguing rather than handling the difficult customer (my fiancé). Which also caused us to miss the train.
So now we are back at Starbucks, living the good life. At least two hours of surfing is included this time.
I feel pleased with all German I actually remember, I manage to get around somewhat better than expected. Dusseldorf is Europe’s Japan with sushi and many discrete outfits, but still with German speaking much included. I like the fact that this city is ecofriendly and people are well organized with clean cars and a focus on comfort. I could probably find shoes here. There are many dogs and sunglasses.
When I get home I will see what diet I can do until next salary to survive after all Amsterdam’s extra council-, water and other taxes that I just had to pay. Poor, but happy.
