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Random observations: London – Dusseldorf and back

My swanky lifestyle* required me to travel to Dusseldorf last week. This is (kind of) a travel report. In pictures. And colour.

The journey started off rather civilized with a meal and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc. Boozing for lunch? You guessed right, I hadn’t left British territory by then. Ever since getting over the initial irritation thanks to the baggage disaster, I fell in love with Terminal 5. There’s always something new to try. This time: lunch at Gordon Ramsay’s restaurant Plane Food. Poached eggs on potato mash and cepes. Reasonably priced. And not once have I heard the f-word. Very civilized indeed.

Next stop: Germany. Enough fooling around already. No smoking. No suitcase trolleys. Oh, and no roller skates. But you can leave one eye in.

By the time you have read the whole thing, the train will have made use of its strongly acting brakes and you’ll find yourself smudged across one of the big glass windows. Not a good look. Whatever happened to a sweet and short ‘grab the handle’?

Vorsprung durch Technik: This, ladies and gentlemen, is a fully automated gap-filling bridge that connects the space between Dusseldorf airport’s Skytrain and the platform, safely and secure before the doors open. Nothing of that nonchalant ‘mind the gap’ (or break your neck, nanananananaaa) you get on the tube.

Creative freedom: If you think graffiti art is limited to London’s East End, think again. Germany, home of the artist manqué. Who’d have thought?

Digital Germany: I remember… uh… borrowing the metal route signs that were kept in an open frame next to the trains’ doors. Not anymore, I guess.

Club Tropicana: I mean… WTF? Palm trees? I mean, really? This is Dusseldorf, for crying out loud.

Club Tropicana II: Ok, ok, I get it. If you have palm trees on the other side of the street, you might as well call yourself ‘Coiffeur The Sun’. Fair enough.

World outside my window. Or: Everywhere she goes, she always takes the f****** weather with her.

Back to the USSR: Seriously, how depressing can a train station get?

Piece o’ cake: Everything seems to be XXL these days in Germany. Mega pretzels. Jumbo bread rolls. The object in front of my face is a piece of poppy seed cake. After I had eaten the first half of it. No wonder the Germans are keeping up with the Brits in being the fattest European nation.

Stating the obvious: The correct lane! (!!)

Boozing II: Heading home on board of a BA flight. Practically back in Britain.

*Reason for travel: Visiting grandma in her care home. Which leads to either blogging about nonsense like this or uncontrollably sobbing into the sleeve of my jumper. I chose the former.


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  2. I would go for the former too. And to meeting up when you are in Chichester…yes! Lou x

  3. Oh, too bad you happened to pick such a bad day for a trip to Germany. It’s indeed very grey, I also have a kind of post-snow depression at the moment, but hey, at least it’s not freezing cold anymore. Hope you and your grandma could enjoy your visit.
    Love from Dusseldorf,

  4. Wow, I didn’t even know Gordon Ramsay had an airport restaurant. I’d definitely try it.

    Hope the visit was a success – although I’m sure it must have been hard.

  5. Always a difficult trip seeing family far away. Sounds like the eating and drinking got you through this one! Hope you Grandma is doing ok.

  6. Sending you a hug even though you chose the light-hearted approach… and a cup of tea and a biscuit.

  7. I lived in Leverkusen for a long time – halfway between Duesseldorf and Cologne. Never got to grips with Duesseldorf, I must confess – always seemed slightly soulless.
    Sorry to hear about your grandmother, hope she’s ok.

  8. Hope your visit with your grandmother went OK 🙂

    I’ve eaten at Plane Food as well, not too bad at all! I was very impressed for an airport restaurant. Gordon did good!

  9. Hugs to you MM. I enjoyed thoroughly the lighthearted approach, although looking at it before lunch has made me hungry!

  10. Haha, yes well, I was a fan of her music from a very young age:)
    The scar is still here, keeping me company…
    Let me know if you go to the concert! Woudl be fun to catch you guys there! xxx

  11. Thank you for taking us along for the ride, even if it wasn’t that much fun. The boozing probaby was a big help 🙂 Have a great week!

  12. Aw bless you – such a journey, but I’ll bet she was so thrilled. It’s not easy to see is it, our loved ones getting so old and frail. At least the Sauvignon Blanc helped a little…

  13. We’ll be flying out of Terminal 5 in April, good to know of a restaurant recommendation! Husband has already been checking out online what shops at there.

    Your photo travelogues are really quirky and fun! Good idea–and excellent idea for distraction from the crying in your jumper stuff. x

  14. Looks like a lot of time was spent on trains. Love the photos. Sorry it was not a brighter trip. I remember you writing about your Grandma some time ago. I’m sure the journey was worth it. Hope you left the snow there permanently!

  15. I love going on German trains. I went on one once that even had a breast feeding compartment!

  16. Home Office Mum says

    Love the picture journey, although I’m not sure dusseldorf’s tourist board would use the pics on their next brochure 🙂 hope your Nan is ok

  17. Your post made me laugh. Sometimes one does wonder if you are in Germany or Russia. We have only been to Germany once when the weather was great and that was when we got married 15 years ago. Every other time has been crappy. Go figure the summer we didn’t go which was last year they had record heat waves but then with no air conditioning I guess we didn’t miss to much.

  18. simone says

    Oh this report did make me laugh!!

    I remember your blogpost about your grandma last year….I’m sure this wasn’t an easy trip….hugs to you xx

    What’s up with this dark and rainy weather, I have SO had enough of it!!!

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