Russ (correctly) diagnosed that a baked potato a day was not sufficient nutrition. So he dragged me off my ass into town (pictures to follow: he's putting some up as I write this), still feeling pretty crummy and dizzy and we found a nice little icecream parlor. I flopped down on the table and he went to get me a milkshake. We'd gotten there right before they closed (which would explain why the door had been locked, hm...) but they were pretty cool about it (probably something about the chick passed out on their table trying to suck down a milkshake)

So the cold helped. I went from "soubing sumfing like dis" to actually sounding like human speech with a little slurring on the softer constanants.

We went around to a handful of other shops, but really almost everything was closed (it was nearly 6) so we went to Hans for dinner.

Fantastic bread. Not sure about the salad, but the croutons were great and the inch and a half or so I had of my Wienersnitzel. I think Russ enjoyed his Knockwurst (or brockwurst?...something Wurst) and we carried off the majority of my snitzel and a loaf of bread to our condo-lair.

written by  eightcubed on August 16, 2008 from Helen, United States
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Eeek! I hope you are feeling better and will be able to enjoy the rest of your honeymoon without incident. Can't wait to see some pics of that and the wedding!!

written by  prettyblueroses on August 16, 2008

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Bratwurst, lol.

written by  Brittany on August 17, 2008

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