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RE: It's getting better
This week has been three days in Bremen, a very quaint city in northwestern Germany. I say quaint. The centre of town is very lovely, but the rest of the town is a hive of aeronautical and big industry. Including the Kellogg's factory (which is why I was here), and InBev where they make Becks Beer (I had a tour around this factory a couple of years ago).
Anyway, travel constraints (i.e. lack of flights from the UK) has meant three days of travel for one day of meetings. The result... plenty of time for running. So I've hit the paths and streets twice.
The first was a three miler around a most amazing park just out front of the hotel. Lots of paths, junctions, woodland, lakes, and opportunities to get *ahem* lost. when I say three miles... it was a little bit more by the time I found my way home again (don't tell Radar).
The second was this morning. Following a reasonably heavy night on Weizenbier, I forced myself out of bed before it got too hot and set off towards and along the river. With a hangover and heavy legs, I cannot pretend it was my finest hour, but it was nice to be out running when most of the residents commuted to work. I spent an enjoyable five minutes at the halfway point watching the young and beautiful go past on their bikes before turning tail and running it back in. Four miles was enough this morning and I arrived back just as the evil demands of work reared their heads and the phone started ringing.
Following such a fine effort, and having missed breakfast, I treated myself (and my client) to a big fat burger for lunch, before taking the train to Hannover so I can catch a plane to take me home again. Such is the life of the travelling consultant.
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