Bonn

it was 13:30 when i arrived in Bonn it had been a superb cycle with only one small section through industrial heartland the rest of the cycle was dreamsville, It was only 25.5miles of cycling so at that time of the day i`m normally looking at lunch then probably a cycle onward? if i was on a tight time scale it would have been a quick scout around the main square photo, takeaway snacks, maybe a postcard to mum and off again, but i wasn't on a tight schedule i decided to have a sit down lunch with a beer, i sent cammy a text telling him my thoughts and after a bit of back and forth and me having a look around town for a suitable lunch spot i decided i would stay for the night in Bonn, i was by then sitting in your usual European market square cafe style restaurant and it was now becoming routine to order schnitzel with something milche frei (once bitten and all that )    i had already ordered a beer a large red one and when i placed my order for food i asked for a large water with another large red beer with a large glass of water  also please? I had been cycling all morning in seriously sunny conditions so a pint of iced tap water was what i wanted between beers, what i got was a wee glass bottle of sparkling! i thought WTF but said nothing, it just means i wont revisit these kind of cafe places again people like me don`t belong there anyway, surely the staff can look at me and think eh no big water

           while waiting on my dinner i had a rake on my hotels . com APP and found a hotel with a pool for less than 60 euro, my mind started to think of a swim in a big hotel so yep the Bristol hotel was booked, i headed over looking to catch up on social media get a cool swim and chillax for a Monday night, that was the plan my room was on the 5th floor the Bristol was probably a top class hotel when Bonn was the capital of west Germany but it was a bit dated now the lift was a bit shoogly and the deco a bit 60s, i decided to wash my T shirt in the sink and hang it on the window to dry, i done some work on the blog unpacked showered and headed out,
      I knew roughly where the centre of town was but not the nightlife i required a post office and a bank both of which i found easily, then i went to a paulaner breuhouse similar to the type i have visited in Munich and Berlin but the staff where crap and it all seemed a bit gloomy, i put a search into google for an Irish bar!? to be sure to be sure there appeared to be four within easy walking distance, i headed off for James Joyce first and found it easily but it was getting a refurb the staff shouted opening soon mate lol, next nearest was the quiet man, i had to go through the main train station and walk up some quiet posh streets but sure to be sure enough there it was on the street corner cracking looking wee bar with a good beer garden and like minded folk,

    it was quiet when i arrived they didn't do Guinness it was Murphy`s i had a pint then another no wifi I was thinking of leaving the barman was south African we cracked up a conversation one more then i will try the beamish, Andrew and his mate ammed arrived they were extremely chatty then i ordered fish and chips and another beer, Hose from Ecuador arrived and then we were all having this conversation an american German a Canadian Indian me and an Ecuadorian German all chatting in English and discussing where best to live in the world and some politics obviously avoiding conflict-ions, I had to leave it was Monday there was talk of a jamming session and good craich i have a cycle trip to move along blogging and social media to do i had to leave, and ended up crashing out asleep no blogging done,