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Caught the train yesterday evening to Birmingham airport.

Commuter flight to Dusseldorf.  Full of weary business men and a gaggle of schoolchildren on a day trip.

Not at all like a holiday flight, just a quick hello and off we go. We got to the town at about midday.

There were some storms earlier this week which did some damage to the railways, so to get to Soest, our destination, we have to make a grand tour of Westphalia.  We stopped at a small town called Unna and had a traditional German lunch of Schnitzel & chips.

Arrived at our hotel.
Me (in Sunday Best German). ‘Hello, my name’s Mike Easley and I have a reservation.’
Receptionist. ‘Never mind that, how about a beer.’
A pretty good start I thought.