Day 16 - Prost!

My first taste of the excellent local beer; so local, it was brewed downstairs in the basement of the Langlaufstueberl. 'Radler' by the way, is the equivalent of shandy, which this isn't :)

Apart from that it was a glass half empty sort of day; I think I'm missing some of the familiarity of home and feeling a bit claustrophic in this little village. Could also be the weather, as after two solid days of snow a big thaw has set in and the roads are all thick with soggy slush. Yuk.