Made the mistake (Not!) of heading to Cologne during the rail strike on the Saturday before the game. Meant spending an extra hour or two with locals on the train who enjoyed telling us all about real German life: Brilliant
By the time we got to the city we were pretty thirsty and hungry as well so the Kolsch and (Dutch!) cheese rolls (forget what they were called ) went down a treat.
Lots of old-style squares with tables, so would have been good to have done an overnighter.