Day 15
After a fairly smooth flight from Venice to Cologne courtesy of Easywings, I was baffled as to why the majority of the passengers clapped upon arrival. It was past midnight and the pilot had done his job, got us from a to b without issue.
I arrived at my hotel after a game of Chinese whispers German style. Basically I asked a taxi man to take me to the hotel, he looked at me oddly, showed his friend the address, next thing shuttle is being shouted round Cologne airport taxi rank to get a taxi driver who was clearly designated shuttle driver. Bizarre.
After what I like to call a delightful sleep, I just couldn’t get up I made my way up to Krefeld, via train. Why is public transport abroad so much better than the crap we get in the UK? Big empty trains, on time and cheap! – we could learn something from our fellow Europeans, oh wait we are leaving them to go back in time to prehistoric Britain! 😡🤬 – Friday rant over.
Upon arrival in Krefeld, it was like getting off the train in Harrogate, except the train station was prettier (not difficult).
I walked up the pedestrianised street to be greeeted by some well known names – Mango, H&M, and Primark. I grabbed a coffee and worked out how on earth I was going to get the hockey club.
Bus route 54 and a 15 minute walk got me to Krefeld hockey club, I’m pretty sure I was walking along the Dutchy of Krefeld! The houses were huge!
After arriving at the hockey club, I was quick to discover that the aperol was the cheapest of the holiday so far at 4 euros a drink! Winning!
An afternoon of hockey and aperol meant that when I made it to my accommodation I was rather sleepy….
2.5 hours later I woke up from my nap, cooked some pasta and called it quits for the night.
Day 16
A welcomed lie in, breakfast with Fi and spending the majority of the day supporting Scotland!
More aperol, and more pasta for tea before an early rise back to Cologne for a day of exploring.
Flying Solo 