Dachs

And we made it to Weilheim. Not by the originally planned route but the Tom Tom came into its own and diverted us from a major delay. Anyway, the flat’s still standing and all seems fine. I’d even left a couple of beers in the fridge for our next arrival - 27C inside so they hit the spot!
Straight out to stock up the place with the essentials, then wandered into town. It’s French Week and the place was hooching but we decided good beer was better than cheap wine and headed to Dachs beer garden. The badger was its usual stoic self but I’m sure it was glad to see us.