After landing at Ramstein at about midnight, we discovered that there was literally "no room at the inn," meaning the "Ramstein Inn." It's located very conveniently just across the Straße from the AMC terminal, so at least we didn't waste a bunch of time/money on cab fare to figure this out. We had been sort of hanging out with a couple with a 2 yr-0ld in the same predicament, so we agreed to share a cab to find a hotel. The luck part comes in when the cab we took was driven by a great guy named Peter. Our new friend Zander had gotten the list of area hotels/phone numbers and after we couldn't get into the first hotel, he really went out of his way to help us find a place to stay.
After about two dozen phonecalls, we landed at Seehotel Gelterswoog, a nice little boutique hotel on a lake near Kaiserslautern. The staff did not speak much English at all, so Peter helped us out there, too. The place was way local, and the wedding party that was taking place in the dining room behind the front desk seemed none too pleased to see a little group of Americans arrive. After a bunch of hassle and one beer, we got to sleep for the night, thinking we were in a boring little hotel and woke up to this:
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