2011/10/02

inbetween: coffee and vacation

Today I drank an very expensive coffee in the very same cafe Goethe, Stendhal, Liszt, Keats, Hans Christian Anderson, Mendelson drank theirs. It's supossedly serves for 250 years. The interior was nice but somewhat run-down/ageing, the cappucino freddo was probably the worst I had within my vacation, which is better than anything at home (but I grew extremely coffee spoiled). Was it worth it (meaning the 8 bucks per coffee)? Coffeewise not at all, but knowing that my beloved author Michael Ende sat in the very same cafe not too long ago, made it all worth it. So in a way this was a very very special day!

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