A walk in the park

A bad night’s sleep followed by a good day’s training.

I get out for a walk as dusk falls. Through the park, past joggers, cyclists, couples - the river winding slowly beside us. Over bridges into the Alt Stadt, through the central market square, churches on all sides, up cobbled streets to the castle. A stolid lump, of overblown, Teutonic mansion house.

On the way down I stop for a half of organic Rote bier. Then a black bean curry, before heading home to get ready for tomorrow.