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I have arrived in Bad Ditzenbach, where I am staying in a spa hotel. I comfortably estimate that I am the only guest under 65. At least.
The exterior is looming but lovely; the interior decor is reminiscent of Air Force base lodging. But with clientele in their 70’s, there really is no reason to update.
My dinner, an energy salad, was the clear result of picking up every single piece of produce you could find, chopping it up, and forming individual piles all over the platter. With raw salmon. Which I don’t think goes with beets.
I just took, hands down–no contest–the best shower of my life. I plan to take 8 more over the next day and a half.
The toiletries are nice, and come in large bottles. This is presumably for those of us who plan to take 8 showers in 2 days.
Unfortunately, since everything is in German, I’m not sure what I put on my face. From the feel of it: foot cream.
