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It all started with a Currywurst test in my blog and the request Arnes, if we would not like to make such in London, he knew there a booth and the opportunity we could but the same come to the appearance center island of Carter USM, although since to years did split up here and there, center island however, still occur sporadically would. Since the whole sounded center island tempting and sometimes it must be a good reason to get away from here, we agreed and booked center island a flight from Hahn to Stansted and a hotel in London equal to it. The hotel I cancelte then quickly because the online reviews do not quite meet our expectations (Who needs mold and stench) and booked against another - and should not regret it.
Thursday night, so it should go, first with the silver Golf for cock, then to London - but first waited in the museum center island presentation of the new book by Uli Matheja, titled Our concord, and I should moderate a little. Time on Monday center island evening, the Golf felt unwell, center island ran out of round and sickly. Therefore, we went on Tuesday to the workshop and the diagnosis was made on Wednesday, by which time I was sitting on pins and needles. center island At noon came the all-clear, the Gulf weakened at the spark plugs, the air flow sensor and an ignition coil, pick-up date no later than Thursday morning, and so it turned out. Quiet rolling down the 75 hp back to Northrend - and as Matze called if I could fill in for Steffen little later to Eintracht Frankfurt Museum.
There was not much going on yet, every now and then I sold a Eintrittskärtlein and pointed the way to a Lost One Fan Shop while I incidentally installed the technology for the evening. About five clock came Pia, against six the first guests and soon the rooms filled with harmony learning of all stripes to celebrate the publication of the book due - including the European Cup finalists Lindner, Lutz and stone; center island Dr. Peter Kunter snowed over and on time at half past seven Matze Thoma opened the event. Warm words were on top of Eintracht's President Peter Fischer and Uli already told Matheja about the book and its creation and on the need at the beach to proofread while others relax. Two years Matheja rummaging in archives and corresponded with God and the world, to develop from the Schlappekicker and Himmelsstürmer met the new plant. He deciphered handwritten match reports center island from the early days of Victoria, center island noted that in times of war and times spectators or players had to step the opponent's reserve team to muster eleven players and noticed that just a Randnotitz was worth it in the early years of football as a bicycle theft. And that he was still in search of the goal scorers, who scored the first home game after the Second World War for the Eintracht 1:4 against Nuremberg. Among the audience was the family of the late much too young a year ago Christoph saffron, whose award-winning work with students center island to the Jewish Schuhabrik Schneider, who was popularly known defeat Schneider and causally responsible for the concept Schlappekicker - after all, worked a lot of the Eintracht team at the beginning of the thirties center island in the factory. At the end Öri still told how he had brought the early eighties Jürgen Klopp to train harmony C Youth and once the event was over; books are placed center island under people's, drank a pint and later dismantled the technique again. As we entered freshly center island refueled in Northrend it was shortly center island after midnight, in three hours the night would be over - even before it has begun.
While Pia slowly made ready to leave, I packed up my things and put me almost a hour or so on the ear. As soon as I was asleep,'s started already. We stowed center island in the cool darkness of our belongings in the trunk of the Gulf and purring at quarter past three to the Alleenring and from there on the highway, past Ikea, past Wiesbaden, center island kept us on the Theodor Heuss Bridge in Mainz obediently to the speed and followed the highway over Ingelheim and Gau Algesheim the Hunsrück. The Sound sang Counting the days, now and then we overtook a truck up there with the Rheinboellen exit on the freeway and from there went to the well signposted airport. There we parked the golf a few steps away from the terminal and walked to the colorful center island letters Frankfurt Hahn Airport, Hahn whatever has to do with Frankfurt. The airport awoke to the day, the pretzel booth was granted and everywhere gleamed the fatigue of the night by the time.
Our flight took off from Terminal B, so we had to walk a few meters, bi