All things must pass - today was the day we left München to begin our journey home. Most of us (except the brothers McVey) were sort of travelling the same way, and had arranged to meet again in Düsseldorf. The ways of travel resembled a Top Gear challenge - prompting some rather rash statements at breakfast.
First away were the air crowd - only to find themselves delayed at München airport. The car was next, leaving the train passenger to have a leisurely breakfast.
In retrospect, the challenge might have been better staged at a time of year when snow was not falling heavily... Blizzards do not make for good driving conditions! Of course, I blame the car driver myself (who did not like being dubbed Captain Slow...).
As regular readers would expect, no-one in the other parties tried in any way to wind us up...
Eventually getting to Düsseldorf, we met the others at Fuchsen Brauhaus. After some food and drink, the day didn't seem too bad after all!
From there, a select few ended the evening at Schumachers. Of course, we were not last out!
Oh, and the winner of the race? Some say he has forgotten more about Newtonian physics than Hector ever knew, and that he has already found the perfect pint. All I know...
So disappointed not to be able to get a proper Fuchsen shirt!
ReplyDeletesomeone was winding you up - terrible. Unforgiveable... who would do something like that!
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