Emsdetten - Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday (Münster, MRI, Specialist)

Wednesday 10 September 2019

The weather was nice and a great day for a bike ride in Münster, so we took our bikes on the train into town and rode from there.  We rode through a park that circles the town, had a light lunch, did some shopping and went to the Aasee (Lake Aa) park on the way back where we ate our picnic lunch before catching the train home.  But first a visit to Dr. Ehrlich to get a referral for an MRI.

Our bikes parked at the railway station in Emsdetten

Marion riding her bike

Cavete Cafe

The dog at the entrance.
Cavete is latin for: Beware of the Dog.

Inside the cafe

Marion enjoying Altbierbowle (beer with fruit)

Likewise for Rosel

The big palace in Münster, but now a university

Visiting the botanical gardens next to the palace

The Aasee (Lake Aa)

When back in Emsdetten we couldn't help but visit Luzy-Cafe for another cup of coffee and one of her delicious cakes.

Left: red berries / Right: Egg liqueur (Advokaat)

Our trusted Aldi and even a bakery next door!

Wednesday 11 September 2019

First off Rosel drives me to the hospital in Steinfurt where I will have my MRI done.  I was a bit scared initially, because going into the big machine with so little room would make me feel a bit claustrofobic, but only my leg and body went in to my neck.  It makes an awful noise though and even earmuffs and music (Vivaldi's Four Seasons) didn't make a dent in the noise.  

After that, it took 25 minutes (20+5), I was right to go with a DVD in my hand. 

All that called for more coffee and cake at Luzy-Cafe:

This time Rosel's favourite: cheese cake

At 4 pm Rosel took me to her tap dancing class at Rebel Dance School in Münster. As I can hardly walk joining in the tap dancing, as invited by the teacher, was out of the question.

Thursday 12 September

In the afternoon it was back to Dr. Ehrlich who was as surprised as everybody else that even on the MRI there was no sign of a fracture, however small.  I was not surprised, because I knew that I hadn't hurt myself in any way.  The pain started in bed and when I got up I couldn't walk.  Not possible.  However, it's still a mystery what causes the pain and the discolouring...

After having seen the doctor we cycled to town for some shopping. I bought a book, title unseen, to take with me on the train when I go to the Netherlands.  It's called: Blind Date with a Book.  All you know is what kind of book it is and it gives a few keywords.  In my case it's a Novel and the keywords were:  composer, humour, cat, wooden floor and catastrophe.  And at home I baked my own knackebrot.  Never done that before, but with Rosel's recipe it was a breeze.  Will make more of it when I am back home.

Home made knackebrot

Of course we made a side trip to Luzy-Cafe....

I really look like I hate trying out these cakes, don't I?