… you drink rum – and beer. The rum capital of Germany, is a wonderful place to visit over and over again.
We went to Flensburg last weekend for a quick weekend stay with my husbands staff at work. The Ramada Hotel at the harbour is close to the main street and all the bars, pubs and restaurants.
Flensburg has a long Danish/German history, with many very old and beautiful buildings, that were not destroyed during WW2. I lived in Flensburg for a short time many years back and it was a lovely time.
The old rum and warehouses, are now nice boutiques and restaurants. The main street is a pedestrian street with many interesting stores, a market and many many cafes and restaurants.
You can also still buy rum. The rum has never been distilled in Flensburg as far as I know, but was shipped from Jamaica and blended and bottled in Flensburg. (I have and old antique Flensburg clay rum bottle, which is as taken directly from a pirate film). I’m not the big rum drinker, but of course I bought a small bottle of the local rum from Braasch.
Fish is of course a big thing on the menus – and who doesn’t like fish?
We took a boat tour round the harbour and the inlet, the Förde, and since the weather was perfect, there were many ships and boats cruising around.
In the evening we went to Hansens Brauerei, the brewery where you can eat well and drink their beer.
Sunday the Flensburg Marathon took place. Our hotel room had a view directly to the harbour side. No air condition meant we had to sleep with the widows open. Street noise didn’t keep us awake, people were out drinking and enjoying the weather all night. It was a nice background noise, what kept us awake, was the very, very warm room. I got up at 5 am, took a shower and read the news I my phone. At 7, I went down for breakfast together with one of the others. My husband came down a bit later and we had a nice breakfast. The rest of the party slept till late, so we watched all the voluntary staff preparing for the marathon. Then we ate breakfast again when the others came down from their rooms.
With our bellies full of good food, we checked out and went over to see the marathon.
The kids had stayed with my mother in Sonderborg, so we went to pick them up and have lunch with my mum before heading home to Brande.