A hot morning in Füssen. I tried to order breakfast in German, to the amusement of the counter person. After a gentle stroll through the small city centre, we returned to the station, where the same counter woman said "Welcome back," and pointed at various signs so she could test my German pronunciation. I'm sure I failed, but she smiled.
Most trains leaving Füssen require a connection to Munich. Given the transfer follies of two days ago, we opted for one of the few direct trains to Munich. After a sausage and sauerkraut lunch, we poked into a few churches until 5:00 when the Glockenspiel in the Rathaus tower goes. The upper display features fairgoers walking past the king and queen, followed by two jousting knights as the bells play. The lower display follows, with jesters dancing. Off to the airport for a late flight to Dublin.
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