Andrea's Birthday

It's Andrea's birthday today and she now enters into a three-month period within which she is numerically older than me.  Not sure if that's how you say that, but...

She is freshly back from a couple of days in Paris with a friend and she reports that summer is, indeed, happening on the continent.  When she got off of the plane in France, the friend that met here there wondered why she was wearing tights.  Andrea explained that the average high temperature for the past three weeks here has been 57 degrees.  Woah.  

After picking her up at the airport we went to a veggi restaurant in Manchester to open presents and eat black pudding.  Well, I wanted to eat the black pudding - no one else cared.  By definition, black pudding is made from blood, so this was, of course, not black pudding.  It wasn't very good.  At least it wasn't as good as real black pudding.  Not sure why vegetarian places insist on trying to mimic meat.  It is never as good as the real thing and it feels weird.  Can't really explain why it feels weird, it just does.  Hey, it you want to serve bacon, serve bacon.

We leave on Saturday for Germany.  Drive to Hull.  Ferry to Rotterdam.  Drive to Bonn.  I tried to get some books at the library today about Bonn and Germany.  No luck.  There are around 25 books on Prague, but only 2 on Germany.  Hope the tourist office people in Bonn speak English.

Cheers!