My body craves coffee. But luckily, with equal measure, craves chocolate, cakes, fried yummies, and many more things. At the moment it is having trouble prioritising what to beg me for.
Another European city, Warrnemunde. Same old. Cute medieval, or whatever, architecture. Remains of fortified city walls around the nearby city of Rostok. Yada, yada, ...
Art gallery free day, but any amount of distance is again painful. Especially for the first 50 stumbled steps after standing up.
And joy of joys, no proper food. Just this supposedly healthy stuff that causes immediate convulsions. You need a 0.5 Euro coin for the public toilets and there is never a nearby ATM.
Even the train system and health food shops demand cash.
Germany is the Banking Capital of Europe, and they are too shrewd to trust anyone's credit.
It started to drizzle, I was in much pain hobbling along 30 metres behind Tricia.
My body decided some alien life force had obviously take control of me.
It was not happy and wanted John back. We decided to head back to ship early, and have a Jacusi. By which time we couldn't see the big screen due to sun glare.
They offered me pizza.
I've had just about as much detox holiday as I can take.
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