OK, that ends our little Intermission, so grab your popcorn and take a seat, its time for Lorsch Part II. I'm going to outline the little morning routine we've sorted out in Haus Schleissman. I'll wake up somewhere between 8 and 9am. I'll head downstairs to find Marianna brewing the first pot of coffee for the day. We'll chat a bit in simple English/German and then I head back upstairs to figure out what to wear, based purely on what doesn't smell (Kidding Mum, I have actually done some washing during this trip). 15 minutes later breakfast will be on the table: bread rolls, cheeses, jams and meats. Come to think of it, we eat the same thing for dinner too. Both are family affairs, and we even see the elusive Fabian on occasion. Anyway, enough
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