Breakfast in Thuringia
July 21, 2003
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From Münster, we drove east, into places where English isn't so
common -- though, Claudia later told us, if we had known a little
Russian, it might have gotten us somewhere. But no language skills
are necessary to land a giant German breakfast -- meat with a side of
meat, and some egg and cheese thrown in for good measure.
After breakfast, while Jen scoured the quiet town for a bottle of
water without bubbles, the girls played in the creek, dodging the
occasional dead rat drifting downstream. Click on the poor-quality
image at the bottom for a short (8-second), poor-quality movie clip
of a crazy little Egyptian dance -- worth suffering through the
bad quality, the father said.