Ahh, Germany. The home of my father's father before he came to the
states, although I had never been there. We docked in
Warnemunde, which had formerly been East Germany's primary seaport
before the reunification.
We took a water ferry down to Rostock, spent a few hours there,
then took a trolley and a train back to the ship.
Although these women aren't smoking now, I bet they will be later.
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Another old building! I'm losing track now at how many I've seen.
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This snake is on one of the columns of the city hall. It's used as a shibboleth to identify whether you're from the town of Rostock or not. "What is on the column?" to which you had to answer "a snake!".
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We took this trolley for 15 minutes to the train.
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American movies. American so-called culture. {sigh}