As I leave Essen, fat and happy from the currywurst I polished off right before boarding the train, I can’t stop smiling. 96 hours ago, I never would have thought I’d be leaving with so many amazing memories in tow. Good thing I got…
Essen, Part 2. The answer is 7 hours. The question? How long it takes to recover from the endless drone of German Schlager music we experienced last night. Now it was time for culture, nature, and local history! But first lots of caffeine and…