It’s Sunday and we get up quite late, fix a little stuff at home and then go for a long walk across Cologne to the cinema. There are more carnival processions going on and we have to take a lot of diversions to avoid the crowds and closed streets. We decide to see a film based on the true story of the original superman actor and the uncertainty surrounding his death. Quite a good film, but the story was a little unclear in places and the ending was disappointing. We take the tram home and Caroline fixes us some dinner and we relax on the sofa and watch some TV. Later on I get a stomach cramp and I have the feeling I’m not 100%, so I go to bed early alone! Another first! Caro joins me in bed and we very quickly fall asleep, both tired and in need of a good nights sleep. 
On Monday we decide to go and join in with the continuing Carnival. We watch part of the procession along the streets where Caroline lives. Again in our pirate outfits, we mix with the celebrating crowds, catching the sweets and flowers that the precession is throwing to the people lining the streets. We meet up with another friend of Caro’s Marko, and have a few beers before his friend joins us and we all go on to the bar. Again were quickly into the ongoing party in the bar with more dancing and singing. We leave the others when we’ve had enough for the night, happy we can go home and enjoy the rest of the evening on our own. Caro’s a bit sad when I actually check when my flight is due to leave on Tuesday and we realise we don’t have as much time as we’d both thought.
I get up to make coffee on Tuesday morning and at the same time get on the phone to check if there’s a later flight. My agent manages to re-book me on a later flight in the evening and when I tell Caro she’s so happy. We decide to go for the Health Spa which Caro had suggested at the start of the weekend. It’s in Cologne in the North part of town. The Spa is in a Japanese style with loads of saunas, pools and steam rooms. We have a great time and its very relaxing, although it takes a little concentration as it’s mixed and everyone is very nude… quite typical for Germany.
When we get home we have just a short time before I need to leave. We take a taxi to the station and said our goodbyes on the platform… no airport sofa this time… but hugs and kisses and a wave as the train left the station. Two and a half weeks till we meet again… in Stockholm next time… can’t wait.
On Monday we decide to go and join in with the continuing Carnival. We watch part of the procession along the streets where Caroline lives. Again in our pirate outfits, we mix with the celebrating crowds, catching the sweets and flowers that the precession is throwing to the people lining the streets. We meet up with another friend of Caro’s Marko, and have a few beers before his friend joins us and we all go on to the bar. Again were quickly into the ongoing party in the bar with more dancing and singing. We leave the others when we’ve had enough for the night, happy we can go home and enjoy the rest of the evening on our own. Caro’s a bit sad when I actually check when my flight is due to leave on Tuesday and we realise we don’t have as much time as we’d both thought.
I get up to make coffee on Tuesday morning and at the same time get on the phone to check if there’s a later flight. My agent manages to re-book me on a later flight in the evening and when I tell Caro she’s so happy. We decide to go for the Health Spa which Caro had suggested at the start of the weekend. It’s in Cologne in the North part of town. The Spa is in a Japanese style with loads of saunas, pools and steam rooms. We have a great time and its very relaxing, although it takes a little concentration as it’s mixed and everyone is very nude… quite typical for Germany.
When we get home we have just a short time before I need to leave. We take a taxi to the station and said our goodbyes on the platform… no airport sofa this time… but hugs and kisses and a wave as the train left the station. Two and a half weeks till we meet again… in Stockholm next time… can’t wait.
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