It's Köln part two, and I'm about to plummet straight down the rabbit hole. Face first. No crash mats. Events kick off, as I part with my erstwhile ally of the employed variety, and head for breakfast with the others. It's about 8am and there are already people drinking. I can't think of anything worse than beer for breakfast, but by George, they're doing it anyway. The music is pumping out of the bar at full volume and as we head to the town centre to compl...

Wow... just... Wow. Where to start? I suppose the beginning is as good a place as any, and so our hero here rocks into Köln city thinking he'll spend a quiet few days taking in the sights. I'd heard the cathedral (the Dom, it's called. I don't think Dom means cathedral though...?) was an impressive piece of work, and it really does take your breath away the moment you turn the corner. The photo up there really can't do it any justice, it's huge, and hugely im...