I decided to spend at least one full day in Rostock. I needed it. I was cooped up in a cabin on a boat from Helsinki for nearly 27 hours, stranger still, I had the cabin all to myself.
When I arrived at the hostel, (barely in the knick of time: I had to take a cab with some Germans/Austrians) I went out on Saturday night and it was dead.
Next day however, I did some fun things-I went to the beach, situated on the Baltic Sea (nude beach)-and I’m an idiot as I forgot sun screen. I’m so burnt ...all over...yeah, I know. Then caught the Germany-England game which was much fun (1st time I’ve been in a country when they have had a home game.) Then German Catholic church, Eishalle to watch the Argentina-Mexico game, then back to the hostel. That night the entire room to myself. Solitude is killing me. I am currently looking for a pen pal. Preferably French. Next stop, Berlin!
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