COLOGNE INT. EVENING

Just got back to the hostel after a 9-5 at uni, my room mate has demanded I play Anastasia and he's singing along. The room stinks of boy, the only time I've ever shared with the male species and I am out numbered, 3 to 1. It's a tad overpowering but makes a change from sharing with girls and their hormones. 

Since I started the blog last night I've been so excited to have lunch..and then write about it. Schnitzel was on the menu and I felt more than obliged to try it. It is basically flattened chicken in fine bread crumbs. On this occasion was served with pasta twists, peas and a from what I could tell, a cheesy sauce with diced carrots and mushrooms. As much as I dislike mushrooms because of the texture and pointlessness, I thought I could at least try it and report back to my mushroom loving girlfriend. Safe to say my opinion has not changed in thee slightest.

Whilst at the table my German and Dutch team mates were enjoying sausage mash and some kind of soggy cabbage looking thing, it reminded me that I wanted to know what sour-kraut was and turns out thats what it is. It was indeed sour, I'm not too fussed about it but I'm devastated I can't have these meals everyday.

COLOGNE EXT. NIGHTTIME

It's our third night in Cologne and we're standing outside a McDonald's cafe. Some of the tour group have popped in to go to the loo and whilst in there have got food. I look in with disgust that no matter which country Brits go to they end up eating junk food. What is that about! All my experience with German food so far has been amazing. When I visited Deggendorf before, a small town in the south, a chef prepared a stunning meal fresh in a little one man run hotel in the mountains. It was pork medallions, alternately skewered with beetroot on a bed of some really tasty mash, topped with a duck breast and white wine jus, sprinkled with spring onions. The wine fumes nearly knocked me out when I got a whiff but this meal was immense! One worth writing home about, but I was too impatient for that so I rang my mum, purely to describe the party my tastebuds were having.

  So when I got the free trip to northern Germany, I got excited about the food. A little stand in Coventry town centre does German sausages, a branch of the Frankfurt Christmas Market in Birmingham I think but this one doesn't seem to be going anywhere now Christmas is over and Danke Gott! because I am definitely going to have withdrawal symptoms after leaving. 

Up until now the food at Cologne's sport university has been the best place to eat. The first day I had that same mash with green bits and lumpy bits and smooth bits in with Bratwurst and gravy and that was flavourful, filling and less than £2. I couldn't finish it and you wouldn't believe how gutted I was about that!