Our trip from Munich to Fussen saw a very gradual change in scenery from rich green farmland to jagged ranges.Picture book towns nestled in lush hills and fat brown cows looked blankly up at us, grass dropping from their jowls.
Our accommodation reception girls were surprised to hear that I had been told online I could check in by 1 pm, but they went along with it. They were actually both there working to get money to keep traveling Europe. The Canadian lass was extremely friendly and loved a good chat.
She gave us instructions to walk to the lake.
One that I was unaware of is that supermarkets and lots of other stores are closed on a Sunday. It is a great idea to do that, but I wish I had known and prepared for it.
Bodie stayed up late socializing with the some of the young crew at the hostel, while I lay in bed and dreamt of him falling off the balcony!