Knock on Wood

We have found local sports centres to a good source of evening sustenance.  Simple but plentiful food and modest prices.  Last night we went to a very 'local' sports hall where they have a rather nice custom.  As each person arrives or leaves they visit each table and rap twice with their knuckles and say hello or goodbye.

At the end of our meal we exited and rather self-consciously did the rounds.

It would be tempting to devote the rest of this entry to a further rant about the stupidity of cobbles and the Eastern Kraut's fondness for them.  Suffice to say that today did nothing to improve my opinion of cobbles or East Germans.  As for the assistant in the supermarket who ignored us as we waited at the checkout while she completed her stock take of the fruit & veg.........it seems that customer service is close behind tarmac in the list of civilised West German features that have yet to be implemented in the East.

We have done a splendid 85 in wet and gusty conditions and are now just south of Potsdam, about 30 miles from central Berlin. 





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