Sunshine on a Rainy Day
Overnight it had been chucking it down (again!), and when we woke up it looked like it had set in for the day so not a bad day to get Knigel sorted.
Long story short, a pretty boring day, half of which was spent at the garage whilst they got to the bottom of the problem. They asked me to drive into the main repairs garage and then seemed happy for me to hang around and watch them do the repairs. If I was doing it, I reckon it would have taken me 10 minutes to sort. It took them over 3 hours which meant that either they didn’t have a clue what they were doing or they did and the problem was bigger and trickier than I had anticipated. I will let you draw your own conclusions. There was something quite stressful watching someone pulling Knigel to pieces though in front of you – they didn’t seem to have the same tender touch that I would have adopted. It was however a dull, (wet) and frustrating morning.
So the rest of the day didn’t really amount to much, back to the same campsite (having looked in a couple of places to see if Michelle could get her hair dyed) and trying to download Game of Thrones series one for night time viewing.
The following day we set off on the journey up the Romantic Road, which is a famous road reaching through the heart of Bavaria. About 410kms long it starts at Fussen (where we went yesterday after at Schloss Neuschweinstein) and ends all the way up in Wurzburg. You can drive, cycle or walk (both of which there are separate purpose built and non-road tracks for) off the main highways through beautiful countryside, and small but beautiful villages and towns.
The Romantic Road was a bit on an unplanned adventure. In fact, due to the flexible way in which we are travelling not more than a couple of days ahead are planned and we are enjoying planning on a bit of a whim, seeing what a particular part of a country had to offer and taking the occasional gamble with how our days pan out.
We planned to drive as far as we felt each day and would stop where either we had driven enough, or there was a decent stellplatz on offer. At this stage we are trying to claw back some of our budget seemingly having overspent already in August. Germany is definitely more expensive than Italy for food and drink so it’s difficult to control the budget! We were already a little way up the Road near Rottenbuch and headed north through Peiting, Schongau (beautiful little place), Hohenfurch and into Landsberg am Lech our final stop for the night and one which had been recommended to us by our friendly neighbour at the stellplatz the night before.
First though, also on the recommendation of our neighbour we paid visit to a couple of places nearby – Oberammergau a pretty little village famed for its painted buildings, its showcasing of the Passion of the Christ stage play and also for having a huge horn in one of the gardens which I couldn’t help but pose with (and Humpty Dumpty which Michelle and Juno posed up against), and Murnau Am Staffelsee described to us as the German equivalent to Dartmoor giving us the opportunity to give Juno a nice long walk. We struggled to find a good place to stop in the moor so perhaps a bit more preplanning wouldn’t have gone amiss but we did find somewhere in the end by just following our nose.
After that we headed to Landsberg which was the biggest place we had encountered in a couple of days and had a beautiful river running down the side of the town with waterfalls through the bridges. To compliment the natural beauty of the town we stayed in a car park, possibly the ugliest part of Landsberg, and yet serving a purpose for us. We were surrounded by Italians and within minutes Juno having now mastered her Italian for “throw it” had 3 Italian kids throwing her a stick. Quite surprisingly Landsberg is one of the quietest towns on the Romantic Road but so far certainly this was one of our favourite places, really pretty, plenty of chilled out places to have a drink, good scenery etc. Perhaps the absence of too many tourists gave it its ambience but definitely worth a visit for a night. It is also where one of Germany’s best selling native language books of all time was written, by a young man called Adolf in 1923 whilst serving 264 days in Landsberg prison which later housed Nazi war criminals too.
We wandered in to the town, and had a good stroll around choosing the number one restaurant on trip advisor to have a bite to eat which was a place called Fischerwirt. It was a good traditional Bavarian “GastHaus” which inevitably meant huge portions. Having used my impeccable German to inform the staff that Mich did not eat meat her Sauerkraut & Potato fritter looked suspiciously like it was filled with bacon. She had eaten 80% of it before she noticed it, and I wasn’t sure which way to answer when she asked me my opinion. One of those tricky moments in marriage where unsure whether a white lie is for the best.
Overall had a nice night – it rained whilst we were eating (I am pretty sure we are dragging the rain clouds with us) but that meant another cooler night in Knigel and a good night sleep.
PS – found a great supermarket today with an awesome vegetarian section. Even had Veggie Wiener. Snigger.