My second in command needed to pee en-route to our hotel, so we found a nice little bar. Where we found some Spaten pilsner.
I’ve not been in Munich for twelve years, but have recognised some places within minutes. Some things have changes though; in common with Berlin, there’s a lot of building work.
We’re a little early for our train, so sought out the bar in Nuremberg station. This bar isn’t anything like the average UK station bar.
We’re currently sitting outside the bar, with ice cold Landwehr-brau in the sunshine.
A few minutes ago, I had a conversation with a local bloke about fussball. He said hello and asked where I’m from. When I told him I’m from, he asked if I was from Sunderland or Newcastle (in that order). Apparently, he follows the premier league (I think that’s something to do with football). I was impressed that he was aware of geography in the UK. He also mentioned Middlesbrough. I worked there for a little while when I was 16.