We both tossed and turned during the night but felt that we managed to get sufficient sleep. However, after breakfast when we returned to the room to get ready to go for a wander, our bodies said, “no you’re not, have a rest”, so we did. An hour and a half later we woke up! We’ve decided to listen to our bodies, (a miracle for Greg); it’s amazing how sometimes all that riding catches up with you. After a cuppa in the room we were then ready to face the day.
We could see an area on the map that was called “Schooner Quarter”, Bremen’s oldest district. So we headed for that first up, via the Town Square, in particular the Glockenspiel in a very narrow lane on the wall of the Tourist Information Centre. It was still packed with people so we kept moving.
With narrow cobblestone lanes, Schooner Quarter is Bremen’s oldest district. It’s a maze of 15th and 16th century houses, but now home to mainly junky shops, overpriced cafes/restaurants, art galleries and gold smiths. It was certainly worth a visit and a couple of pics.
Next was the art gallery and local theatre, which didn’t rate a pic, either inside or out so we kept walking, not because there was anything else to see, it was just a lovely day, too good to spend indoors. Although the breeze was somewhat sneaky, making 22 deg C feel like 19.
Eventually the worms started biting so we grabbed a sandwich from a little supermarket for dinner. Greg then had a nice walk for a final attempt at getting into the Dom; another thwarted effort by scaffolding everywhere. He wandered home through the main green corridor. All in all a slow but enjoyable day.












I'm glad you listened to your bodies and took it a bit easier today. Still some great pics though. Love the windmill.
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