Miles today: 174
Total: 615
Location: Münster, Germany
Number of typical hostel rules: Usually about 3 or 4, given verbally when booking in.
Number of rules for tonight’s hostel : 25, with full explanations, printed on 2 sheets of A4, handed over and told I must read them.
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Not much to say today, its been a quiet one again. I’m in Münster, in Germany, and boy don’t I know it. It’s just gone 10pm and a big voice has come booming over the tannoy telling everyone that they must now be quiet. Well that’s what I assume the message said, it was all in foreign. This is the first place I’ve been to that hasn’t had any sort of English translation at all. I actually feel guilty like I’ve done something wrong that I dare try and speak English. Theres board games in a glass cabinet in the lobby, but its locked because no-one is allowed to have fun at this time of night. The guitar playing woman I could hear earlier softly  singing folk songs has even been shushed. And whoa betide anyone who dares come in after 11pm has hasn’t arranged it in advance by telephoning the night porter (rule number 14 of 25). The hostel is on the banks of a lake by a big park, and I’m guessing they’ve also got an agreement that the wind wont whistle through the trees too loudly at night too. Boy Scouts are probably too scared to come here. Bring my back my lovely Antwerp Ikea prison and the all you can eat bananas!

Windmill man phoned me from work on his break this morning to check I was ok and up and about. Think he also wanted to check I’d not gone back to nick his telly to be honest. I only decided yesterday where I’ď be staying tonight – I like having this flexibility but I think most people find it a bit too random. Decision was done yesterday in the pub with Google maps, and splitting the remainly journey to Copenhagen into roughly 3 equal portions and seeing what town or city was roughly nearby. So Munster it is! I did consider Amsterdam but one of my Sherbet Dips exploded in my handbag a few days ago, and so turning up in Amsterdam with a bag full of white powder didn’t seem like a sensible move. I’m also down to my last bar of DairyMilk now, so I’m going to struggle. I might have to get April to bring extra rations out with her on Thursday. I’ve got a giant drumstick lolly mind you, that’ll keep my occupied for at least half a day. Not sorted anywhere for tomorrow yet, so I’ll have to get onto that first thing actually.

Had a wander round the town tonight. It’s crawling (well not literally) with joggers and cyclists. Never seen so many in one city. There’s a really beautiful cathedral here too, but I’ve gad my fill of cathedrals and historic buildings this week. Have found a few shops I’d like to go back to in the morning. Had a butty, my mezzo mix and came home. Probably take my breakfast and eat it sitting by the lake in the morning. That’s if the Germans will allow it. I’ll have to check the list for rules about eating food in nice surroundings.

Hang on, I did say this was a boring uneventful day, but that could well change on what has JUST happened. This is a 4 bedded room, but up till now there we just me here. Its now quarter to 11 and the door has JUST opened and a woman who is 60 if she’s a day has just walked in. She’s dressed all in black and she’s got white hair past her shoulders. I got surcharged 7€ extra here because of my age not technically being in the “youth” catagory, so heaven knows how much extra they’ve charged her. Rule 15 is no animals allowed so I’m guessing she’s left her black cat and toad outside. Never mind being chopped into pieces, I might just get magicked into a turnip or something.

She’s chunnering away to me in German, seemingly oblivious to the fact I’ve not replied apart from “No spracken zee doitch”. That’s me done. I’m off to bury my head under the pillow and hope I’m still here in the morning. I can honestly say my shoes are so stinky and rank I’ve actually been tying them up in a carrier bag overnight. Well not tonight. I’m leaving them at the end of my bed to ward off evil spells.

Night all
xx