The Accidental Tourist

If you travel enough, it will happen.  Your flight will get cancelled, you will miss a connection, weather will ground you - something unexpected will come along to throw the proverbial monkey wrench into your otherwise well planned journey.  This is inevitable.  It happens, and it will eventually happen to you too.  If you are lucky, at least you will get stranded someplace cool.

Departures board at Brussels International

On my recent trip to Europe, I was stranded overnight in just this way. I was scheduled to come home on a Friday for what would be my first full weekend at home in six weeks, and the only one I would have for another four weeks.  I was really looking forward to this.  I had an early morning flight from Prague to Brussels, a late morning hop from Brussels to Amsterdam and then an afternoon departure for home.  Plenty of time between flights was left just in case.  I try to plan  for the unexpected, but sometimes even well laid plans don't work out.  While sitting in the Brussels airport waiting for my flight, I half heard an announcement over the PA.  I didn't get the whole message, but I did pick up the only two words that mattered - "Amsterdam" and "cancelled".  "Crap!  I walked to the nearest departure monitor and sure enough, it was my flight - and it was the only flight to Amsterdam listed.   I was stuck - no way to make my connection.

My first call was to my travel agent who turned out to be fairly useless.  "Do I want to get there using three connections and arrive 30 hours later?  Um, no!!"  My second call was to Delta who confirmed there were no seats available out of Brussels until the following day. I truly was stuck now.  Fortunately, I was stuck in Brussels - This city is famous for among other things, beer, chocolate and waffles - and seriously how can you go wrong with beer, chocolate and waffles

I grabbed one of the few available seats on a flight to JFK the following day, negotiated a hotel room in the center of town with the airline (they will pay for this if the delay is their fault), miraculously found my checked suitcase sitting on a baggage belt while I was looking for someone to help me find it, and grabbed a taxi.

I had only passed through Brussels before, and never saw much beyond the airport.  My hotel being near the center of town, the surrounding neighborhood was very old and the buildings very ornate.  The few cornerstones I spotted dated the buildings to the 1600's.

Oh yeah, and the beer was pretty good too!  I don't get to be a tourist all that often.  I travel for work afterall, and the trips are generally packed pretty tight.  Most of my "sightseeing" takes place in a taxi going from hotel to meeting to airport.  And as much as I wanted to spend this weekend at home, you have to count your blessings once in a while and enjoy your circumstance.  Hey, its a free day in Brussels!  And did I mention the whole beer and waffles aspect...

A few more shots taken at night

If This is Germany, Where is the Schnitzel?

I spent two days in Stuttgart this month.  I really like visiting Germany, much more so than I ever imagined I would.  This is not a place that was ever on my tourist wish list for a few reasons.  First, Germans have a reputation for being a rather cold and humorless bunch (I have found this to be untrue), plus I didn't really know of too many "sights" there worth seeing.   After all, much of the "old Germany" is gone, compliments of the RAF and the USAAC I suppose.  On my first visit to Dusseldorf, I made the mistake of asking my local companion why there were so few old buildings.  "You didn't miss many" was his response.   Oops.

All that aside, I do like Germany and I recommend it to anyone touring Europe.  The cities are very clean and apparently safe, the countryside is beautiful with mostly rolling hills, many spotted with vineyards, and English will mostly get you by.  Oh yes, and did I mention they have beer?  Really good beer?

I was free one evening and decided to try some local food.  I took off walking from the hotel through the Bad Cannstatt neighborhood which had numerous restaurants and bars, but for the life of me I could not find a German place.  Italian?, Spanish?, no problem.  Sushi or Falafel - everywhere.  Sauerbraten?  Nowhere in sight.  Perhaps I just didn't wander enough streets, or maybe I didn't know what a traditional German restaurant looked like.

After wandering for an hour or go with nary a bratwurst in sight, I accepted defeat and entered an asian place where I was greeted by a very petite Chinese looking girl who asked me something in German with an obvious asian accent.  I speak no German, of course and she apparently no English, so almost as a reflex I tried a little Chinese.  She looked at me strangely and rolled her eyes, said something in some other asian tongue and walked away.  After getting a look at the menu, I discovered that this was not a Chinese restaurant but Vietnamese.   Oops once again!

The Vietnamese food was good.

It Must Be My Lucky Day...

Today I entered a raffle at work with multiple prize options such as gift cards, wine bottles, an iPad, etc...  This was a fund-raiser for United Way so I was happy to contribute   Anyhow,  One of my tickets was a winner

I am happy that I won of course, and I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but seriously! - a night in a hotel?  I spend half my life in hotel rooms.  This is a bit like giving a drowning man a glass of water.  Those who knew me but not my travel schedule were quick to congratulate me.  Those who know my situation better just laughed.  I laughed too...

Tokyo Hotel Room

I've stayed in some very nice hotels, and some not so nice places too.  This is without a doubt the smallest room I have ever seen, at the Shinjuku Washington Hotel in Tokyo.  Had to leave the room to turn around...

Taken from the "far" corner

Here is the closet - a hook!

And the bath!  Pure luxury!

I quite literally had to duck to enter the bathroom as the door opening is less than six feet.  Had to duck in the shower too.