On the way to Aachen
I needed a break from driving -- and after almost a week, fish -- the Heiligenroth NORDSEE outlet that I'd noted on the way southeast...
...was there on the way northwest. Onion, pickled herring, a roll. Did I have coffee? Perhaps. No, "yes". I remember pushing the COFFEE and the ESPRESSO buttons, paying for only the coffee...
Four copies of the FRANKFURTER ALLGEMEINE ZEITUNG on wands in the seating area.
To use the urinals cost something-or-other, so I decided to walk across the parking lot, into the shrubbery behind the parked semis, and to wash a tire, to water a bush.
Into the shrubbery, then, and up the little slope, into the buzzing of flies and among the plastic bags containing faeces and -- sometimes -- a white shimmer of paper napkin. Pull into the rest stop, shit in the semi cab with the bag held to your parted buttocks, wipe, toss the bag out the window, move along.
I pumped ship and moved along.
...was there on the way northwest. Onion, pickled herring, a roll. Did I have coffee? Perhaps. No, "yes". I remember pushing the COFFEE and the ESPRESSO buttons, paying for only the coffee...
Four copies of the FRANKFURTER ALLGEMEINE ZEITUNG on wands in the seating area.
To use the urinals cost something-or-other, so I decided to walk across the parking lot, into the shrubbery behind the parked semis, and to wash a tire, to water a bush.
Into the shrubbery, then, and up the little slope, into the buzzing of flies and among the plastic bags containing faeces and -- sometimes -- a white shimmer of paper napkin. Pull into the rest stop, shit in the semi cab with the bag held to your parted buttocks, wipe, toss the bag out the window, move along.
I pumped ship and moved along.