With our favourite waiter from Portugal, who explained the differences in coffees between Italy and Portugal for me. "In my country we make very good coffee but we don't make Ferrari's.".
Bom Dia.
Obrigado.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Ferry cross the Channel
Dover Terminal
A last smoke on British soil for Veet before we departed on our two-hour journey to France. From Dunkirk it is only five hours to home.
I Am Not a BurgerKingburger
I must have had three burgers in my life. From the competitor emcee donald duck. I believe that a well-made burger can be very tasty. Not so these plastic one.
I guess I will have to experiment a bit in the kitchen and then I can come up with a great hamburger.
Buhrgerkihng
Boring place to wait for the boat. Good hot chocolate, though, which we got after some miscommunication due to the big noise in the hall. Looking at Buhrgerkihng while we sat.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Friendly place. Only waiting for Gordon Ramsey to clean it up.
This place had known better times. We didn't want to have a bite at the two other places where coaches stopped for sunday roast. The waitresses were very friendly but we felt it was too crowded.
On the other side of the street was another place which was very quiet. It had obviously known better times but we were served with such great smiles that we didn't mind.
I only hope they get Gordon Ramsey to clean the mess up because I think they're worth it.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
View through uneven glass
Here in Croydon Hall, Somerset, life is calm, tranquil, quiet. Only it's just the crust on the magma. Beneath the surface, emotions are boiling hot.
The palmtree next to Croydon Hall
I'm guessing it was planted by the German Count who owned the place until he had to give it up at the start of World War One. Croydon Hall is a building that forces it's occupants to make place for new occupants every once in a while. It's a natural process.