Dusseldorf on December 19th 1954, at 9:14 AM with notes of Cinnamon and Honey: 

 

Long days away from home, locked in the university library, staring at illuminated text after illuminated text had taken their toll on George. This new city was still a bit of a mystery to him, so he ventured out, into the snow, onto the winding streets filled with strange faces and even stranger smells. And then one in particular struck him, an aroma both familiar and new at the same time. He stopped in his tracks and now began to smile. He was home again.