Growth and Decay

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Many, many moons ago in a parent-teacher conference, a teacher told my parents that given the opportunity, I would always choose to stop and smell the roses.

Strictly speaking, that's not true.

I think my mother's more recent observation that "no grass grows underneath [my] feet" is probably more accurate, especially given my tendency to sometimes not spend as much time visiting a place, or appreciating things as I should.

Let's hold that thought for now.

Well, it is true that very little grass grows on this macadam road I'm walking down...
Well, it is true that very little grass grows on this macadam road I'm walking down...

Bad Internet in Bad Aachen

travelaachengermanySeries: Western Europe 2018

This post continues a series recounting some travel mostly in Western Europe in Summer 2018.

A view of one side of Aachen's cathedral from its old town center.
A view of one side of Aachen's cathedral from its old town center.

I was pretty damn tired.

I flew back to Berlin from Budapest and spontaneously stayed in a friend's apartment. I had a train to catch, departing from Berlin Hauptbahnhof at 6:51 AM.

Four hours later, I needed to change trains in Köln. I was immensely pleased to have the chance to look at the famous and beautiful cathedral, and immensely displeased to discover my connection was cancelled.

Fortunately, the German rail system is designed with flexibility in mind, and so there wasn't actually any hard requirement that I needed to ride on that particular train. I caught the next one, an hour or so later.

Fresh-faced and dewey-eyed, I emerged into the charming city of Aachen.