Just a quick post to prove I’m alive and haven’t been murdered by Erlanger Nick for pronouncing Zoigl wrong.
Posts on Fingerboarding and Philip Bailey to come but wifi is rubbish in rural Franconia, and I’m not humouring Matt by sepnding any longer in Bayreuth’s McDonalds.
Munchberg was a decent stop, all pretty churches and winding cobbled streets, but devoid of that essential – kebab shops (let alone Chinese takeaways).
The local Helles was decent enough though, but bizarrely our hotel was closed for refreshment at 9pm last night. More excitement in Frinton on Sea on Saturday night.