The very moment I stepped of the hotel the rain started. At first if was a mere drizzle, but as time wore on the intensity increased. Given that I was hashing meant the presence of precipitation was inconsequential, I was going to either get rained upon or sweat, either way concluding in dampness.
Due to the rain, and subsequent traffic, we started running trail late. The trail, nearly 9km long, was (re)laid somewhat-live by Colonel Clit and was a lot of fun. We ran through parts of southern suburb of Köln, though some woods, down a slick and muddy path, and finally over the Rhein via a bridge before finishing up. We even had a beer stop.
By the time we arrived at the end it was well past 9pm, though you couldn’t tell given that this part of the world during this time of year doesn’t get dark until after 10pm.
It was probably 11pm when circle ended, and I had to o run back over the bridge across the Rhein again in order to board my S-Bahn, looking like something the cat dragged in all wet and dirty.
Upon arriving back at my hotel I did the best to wash out the mud and hang things to dry, which will never occur during this daily onslaught of rain.
A Sacrifice To The Hash Gods
The only thing worse than throwing out my perfectly good, thought completely wet and dirty, hash sneakers is to contemplate schlepping them with me for the next week. So, with a heavy heart I am sacrificing them to the Hash Gods. I’m also jettisoning two pair of underwear because everything is just too goddamn wet. Hell, the two pair that I washed and hung to dry on Sunday afternoon are still damp! Therefore the two I am ditching had no hope…
Like The Rabbits In Düsseldorf
Even getting rid of things to carry with me it seems as if my clothes are multiplying like
all of the rabbits I saw in Düsseldorf and my suitcase is bulging like the Rhein. Thankfully once I start the bike tour I won’t have to carry my luggage again until I return to Düsseldorf to fly home.
Due to the rain and the rising of the Rhein my bike tour may prove to be challenging. Portions of the bike trail along which I will be riding are currently underwater.
Hidden ITP Flickr Pic
Still haven’t figured out how to show a photo when posting fir my iPad…
What you should’ve seen here is a photo showing all of the rabbits that I saw each night in Düsseldorf.
My German Stinks!
In Köln yesterday I ordered a pretzel from a chain bakery and was promptly asked by the counter attendant if I am an American. She laughted and told my that my accent was as bad as her husband’s, who is also a white guy from America.
I laughed it off and walked off to isst meine Bretzel mit Käse (pretzel with cheese) und trinke meine Apfelsaft Schorle (carbonated apple juice).
All Is Not Lost
Out of my daily routine I have had a few fits recently regarding losing and finding things. I thought that I had lost my earbuds, which I will use constantly over the next week, only to find them in a pocket of my suitcase. I thought that I had lost my passport “wallet” (though I have yet to put my passport in it) and the 200€ that I stashed into it for “safe” keeping. Fortunately this was discovered in a different pocket.
Perhaps my luggage has too many pockets.
Perhaps I should just pay attention.