Over here in the sick house (yep, Mr. D succumbed as well), we are missing German everything.
German candy.
German croissants.
German coffee.
German trams.
German friends, obviously.
On our last night in Bremen, we had dinner with our hosts, and retreated back to their beautiful home on Parc Allée for drinks.
What I wouldn't do to be squished on that banquette all over again.
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