Breakfast By A Hard Rock Cafe
As the hotel food was so unobtainable and about as likely to be as gluten-free as a lorry load of freshly harvested wheat, I decided to get my breakfast on the walk to the station, where I would get my train to Berlin.
I had an excellent omelette with a wide range of identifiable fillings, a proper cup of tea and a large glass of orange juice, served by a charming waitress, whose English was better than wot mine is in a small cafe next to the Hard Rock one.
Breakfast By A Hard Rock Cafe
It’s underneath the white umbrellas in the picture.
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