We did a lot of walking. Not a lot of eating. We were power tripping across Germany and we wanted to see lots of art museums. Eating was also difficult, I can't eat red meat and Germans live on it. Eventually I figured out that I just shouldn't order anything with the word schnicken or schnitzel in it.
European breakfasts are different, too.
Usually just bread, rolls, butter and jelly, sometimes cereal - and always coffee and tea. I got myself a little bowl of cereal and poured some milk on it and a couple of lumps plopped out onto my Styrofoam Corn Flakes. But still, I can't eat it because I can't get past the psychological barrier of what it means to me when milk is warm and has lumps in it. I have a rock roll and go semi-hungry. In some ways I wish the United States were more like Germany.