From Bed to WurstEm and I didn't sleep much our last night in Barcelona. The alarm went off around 4, and I rolled out of the top bunk. We had a 5a bus to Girona and then a flight to Bremen where our friend Wiebke, or VB as we call her, lives. We also had to worry about our weight. You see, Ryan Air, while cheaper than the average night in a hostel for those that book ahead, also charges you about 15 bucks a pound for luggage over 33lbs. So I wore my jacket, moved the heavier items to my day bag and wore two pairs of pants. 15kg exactly. The flight was pretty meh like my last one and I am pretty sure there is no reclining the seats, but I did fly for 20 euros all told.
VB greeted us at the airport and showed us around downtown Bremen and we had a traditional German lunch with a Franizkaner hefeweizen beer. She lives a bit outside the city so we took a train to her village and from there her mom drove us to her farm where we met her brother and father. They are incredibly nice people :)
The weather turned rainy so we bailed on going out. The next day was May 1st; the non American world's labor day. Which is celebrated pretty much the same way we do. Bbq, brats (the best Bratwursts), beer, and the like. We even built a grill for the occasion (VB's dad got it as a gift for his birthday days earlier) and drank the local brew, Becks. They were quite impressed that we had heard/had Beck's in the states. Little do they know that is probably the most famous German brewed beer on our side of the pond. Fat and full we rode out a quick rain storm and had a bonfire in the yard.
Day 3 on the farm was a rainout so we went down to Bremen Haven for a kebab and a look at the North sea. The following day was really cool. In the afternoon we drove out to the North Sea. At low tide you can walk for miles from the coast in ankle deep water. It is really bizarre! That evening we hit up a barn party that brought people from every neighboring village to hear live music in a quasi circus atmosphere.We took a train to Hamburg and then split ways. Her back to Bremen for her flight and me to Berlin.
--Joey
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Mom and I were wondering how the weight deal on your backpacks worked out. We could picture you guys wearing every your evry single stitch of clothing to get under the kg limit. Then sitting there in the plane looking like a couple of Michelin men.
However, you can't beat the 20 euro price for the flight from Girona to Bremen - Wow!
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