Dusseldorf, Germany

Hello all! Melanie and I arrived safely in Dusseldorf, Germany yesterday around 2 pm local time. We took a cab to our hostel, which is quite possibly the most adorable place I've ever stayed in my entire life. We are staying in a little room complete with a double bed, a little table and chairs, and a shower and sink ensuite. Not only that but the room comes with a television. We are definitely roughing it. The first time we turned on the TV late last night, the first channel to come on was a porn channel. Ah, Europe, I've missed you. Outside of our room is a little garden area. Given the porn channel, the cute garden, and the quiet locale we're starting to think that our hostel is a little honeymoon getaway. We kind of are on our honeymoon, too, Mel and I. Ah, love.

After getting set up in our room yesterday we decided to go find a place to eat. Neither of us knew too much about Dusseldorf, given that the reason we decided to fly here in the first place was because the flight from SF was under $400, but as it turns out, Dusseldorf is adorable and has tons of cafes, restaurants and shops. Normal, IL, take note. We ate dinner and drank amazing mojitos outside at a cute restaurant near our hostel. Although neither of us speak German, it hasn't been difficult to communicate, and, funnily enough, a couple speaking Russian sat down next to us at a cafe and were commenting on how delicious my pasta looked. Even though my Russian is a little rusty, it was fun talking it again. Fun fact, the man we were talking to was a part of the Bosnian resistance once-upon-a-time and the woman used to live in LA. Small world.

This morning we woke up early sans too much jet lag and went to get breakfast at a cute cafe nearby. We have come to discover that food and drinks here in Dusseldorf are beyond reasonable. A croissant, yogurt and coffee cost only 5 Euro. Fueled and ready we decided to explore the city. The architecture here is beautiful. Lots of buildings look as though the buildings in London and buildings in SF got together and procreated. True story. Speaking of procreation, the men in Dusseldorf are G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S. It must be a pretty business oriented city, because every where you turn you see handsome men dressed in three-piece suits. So beautiful. I feel like a teenage boy doing a double take every time a guy walks by. It's not even funny. The women here are nothing to write home about, though. Maybe all the attractive women are hiding in Berlin (or subletting my apartment in IL *cough* Amke *cough*).

Another point goes to Dusseldorf for having an amazing Indian restaurant located around the corner from our hostel. 7 Euro for delicious chicken curry, naan, and a beer. Germany, ich liebe you.

Tomorrow is our last day in Dusseldorf and then we fly to Berlin for 3 days. For now, I've got to go sit out in the garden with my best friend while we paint our nails and drink a bottle of wine. Life's tough in Europe.

Tschuss!

 You don't hassle the Hoff!