Starnberg is the local riviera. I guess. It was weird to see it today, around 11am, totally misty and without really any visual information available about what lies on the other side. A bit spooky.

I am very lucky as I have a friend (M) who lives there and sometimes I visit, as I did today, and always get treated to wonderful food and chocolate, as well as very important wool-related chat.

I quite fancy living a bit south of Munich, but it wouldn't be practical, really. And anyway, it is very nice where we actually live so I should just stop thinking about it, shouldn't I.