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... just spinning and they weren't moving anymore.
At this point we really wished we had snow chains! We kept going anyway and pulled over at a servo to see if they sold them (no luck) so we kept going. It was mostly on the Autobahn the rest of the way so we figured it should be fine. We then encountered what is known here as a Stau - basically a huge traffic jam which backs up for ages. The road was very snowy and ...
After a very big breakfast at the hotel buffet, (Dan & Clint took the 'all you can eat breakfast' to its limits)
we were back in the car for our last day on Germany's gorgeous Romantic Road.
I had secured the seat upfront next to my man.The sun was shining, we had meatloaf playing, the landscape was ever changing, but always so beautiful. We could see the Alps starting to appear in the distance. I was beginning to get the 'Romantic' in the road.
... s I have just
come from. at least here most of the time you can trust the oncoming cars to
stay put behind each other and not overtake just whenever they feel like
Onwards passed the town of Seefeld and its great twisty roads for mile
after mile. I pass through the little railway town with the loco preserved in
the street to which I forget its name and simply continue onwards until I get
fed up and want a hotel.
Finally I come to a ...
... prison bunker. We also went through a museum that gave all the history before the camp, as well as the timeline of life in the camp. We were also able to tour the barracks and where they slept. It was just as chilling as I remember from visiting when I was there in 2010. That night, we found our hostel in Munich, and had some traditional German food for dinner.
The next morning, Tracy flew out back to Bangor, and I headed to the train station to meet up with my tour ...
... room was large, warm and romantic with a balcony. Everything about this town is romantic, it just feels your heart with the warm and fuzzy. Our host 'Suzanne' advised us to eat in this local bar/ restaurant which had a little beer garden out the back that the tourists wouldn't find. Once there, Cal had the best beer he'd ever tasted called 'pullanger' and I had, undoubtedly the smoothest red merlot I'd ever had the good fortune of being recommended. The only disappointment from that ...