R Next Door was hassling me to help with DOOR updates to give out to tenants. I really can't get into it.
Didn't actually draw much in Germany, and haven't had the strength yet to scan it in. I didn't get stuck in any aisles, though, and actually got up and down the horribly high steps on coaches and an ancient tram. Last year, I really wouldn't have made it. Of course, my walking and enjoyment were limited this time by the most horrendous blister in history. I had two pairs of fairly well broken-in shoes, and they both ended up hurting ferociously. Maybe it was the constant cobblestone surface, I dunno...
Hiedelberg has quite a few interesting statues about, and I dragged Hazel to the Prinzhorn Gallery, which we never would have found without splurging on a taxi. Love that art brut.
The Crowne Plaza Hotel was very swank for the likes of me, and the food was most pukka.I'm afraid I guzzled four types of kuchen at the little coffee & cake session they laid on. Yes, was good!
We even used the little gym (briefly-)
I liked Frankfurt rather more than I expected to. The market there actually seemed more atmospheric than the one in Heidelberg, and the gluhwein was more potent. (More as it comes to mind...)