I Like This One Too
When we left the nice cosy restaurant the cold didn't seem quite so bad. A couple of rounds of beer helps. This is the little square in which our restaurant and another sat. Looking back now I wish we had ventured straight ahead to see what else might lure us in downtown Fussen, but we wanted to check on Cassie and start packing all the junk we had accumulated. I was already getting a queasy feeling in my tummy worrying about how we might get all our stuff through the airport and on the plane.