We set out for Austria with a few modest goals in mind: a picture at the border, some chocolate for Horst at a local grocery store, a snack of traditional Kaiserschmarrn (a sweet, eggy, fluffy pancake with raisins), dinner at a chicken restaurant, and cheap diesel. One out of five ain't bad? For some reason, the attractive EU signage for the Austrian border is like a kilometer back in Germany, i.e., not at the border, so we missed it. We settled for the actual sign at the actual border, which does say Österreich but Ramona was quite upset that it was uglier than the EU sign. The grocery store was geschlossen (closed)! By this time, owing to the extremely long wait we had before our Neuschwanstein tour, it was really too late for Kaiserschmarrn especially considering
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