Dancing in the Streets.

FUSSEN.

It's noisy in the night, trains and main road nearby, and too hot to sleep well. So We're up at 7am. Rosie slams our side door into the adjacent van. I expect a visit from an irate Italian but it never transpires.

The parkrun is scenic, mainly flat but too hot. Meet a family from Redditch on holiday and talk to an Italian from Treviso and a Scots girl at the end.

On the road by 10:30, It's another long drive. The rest stations are busy and littered so we don't bother stopping. Along the way we spot an ageing guy doing his gardening in his "budgie smugglers". The Stop at Schwangau for provisions. The site further along is busy and doesn't bode well for the laundry. Glad we did, the site at Fussen is smaller cheaper and has access to a town.

There's a "StadFest" on this weekend. 2 band's at either end of town we settle for a German band of two guitars and an accordion. We end up dancing to the "Twist" and "Proud Mary". All this taking place in front of St Mang's church. And, I couldn't buy a beer because you had to queue to by tokens and the queue was too long.