A couple of hours in the car and a bit of a divert and we arrived in Detmold (Germany) where Jane grew up from 11-19. Many memories for her. I had a cheese sandwich.
Jane outside number twenty. The block of flats she lived in.
Back to another couple of hours ofdriving to Recklinghausen for our final night of the trip in Germany. Tomorrow a night in Belgium, then France and home on Saturday.
A night walking round Recklinghausen. A pint and a burger in an Irish Bar (like the uncultured Heathens we continue to be.)
Back to the bar of the hotel for a Baileys and to write up the blog.