we decided to stop at a motorway service station,that wasn't like a British one-it was clean had helpful staff, good value and tasty food etc etc.the bill was again very reasonable, although we were charged 25 cent for a prefand! what the fucks that seemed was the general thaught. when postman scott inquired (he was very good with the natives) we found out that if you take your bottle back you get 25 cent back good idea i thaught.
after what seemed for ever passing signs for "Ausfahrt" which we thaught it was a place when it was infact a sign that ment exit! doh! we made in to Celle. after going past a sign for a football stadium because baz said " no that's a different ground and team, somebody back me up on this one i know i am right!!" (he was wrong) we pulled up outside the stadium in the blistering heat and had alook around, a bloke was marking out the pitch so we knew the game was on. the ground seemed quite nice and it was great to be there in the right place.
after interrupting an old Lady's tea session in the club bar we decided to grab a quick shower in the hotel and check out the town. fleice and mine room was nice however baz and postman scotts beds/bed was a little close together you could say.
we thought we would take a stroll into the town, after walking for what seemed like miles we found a bar and had a nice refreshing drink of beer in a nice smart glass not like the pint size crappy ones you get in the uk. it was then decided that food was the order of the day and when you have four guys together a kebab is called for, and what a kebab it was! served more like a sandwich the sauces was spot on,the meat and the salad both fresh! hmm great beer,food,weather and football is there anymore to life? it was then back to the hotel, shit,shower and sleep then onto the match!!
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