Wednesday afternoon we left the Utrecht church flat to drive in Betsy, Lynda's little Jetta, to Germany. She and her boyfriend, Wim, live in a small village outside of Dusseldorf. It is such a small village that there is no store, but there is one about five minutes away called Real. Real is kind of like a mini-target with a large grocery store attached. The German store is about what I expected - LOTS of processed meats. Sausages of all shapes, sizes, and colors. Also sliced lunch meats galore - bologna type round meats of different sizes and shapes. Finding tofu, however, took half an hour. There were gluten free breads, though, which was nice.
More soon...
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