Füssen

I booked a hotel in the town of Nesselwang. It is in an area of South Bavaria known as the Allgäu, where the famous fairytale castle Neuschwanstein is located. I drove into Füssen first to have a look around. It is the biggest town in the area, but it is still quite small. It's a real charmer; nearly every building in the town is historic and high mountains surround it. I stopped for lunch and had a local specialty, Hausgemachte Käsespätzle, that is, homemade noodles with cheese, topped with fried onions and scallions. I washed it down with a golden, frothy stein of Bavarian beer. Ah, the simple pleasures of life! I remember the days when a side salad in Germany would mean various veggies (usually carrots and celery root) grated to a mush and served swimming in a few inches of vinegary water. Yuck! Things have improved a great deal. The salad I was served today would have sent a rabbit into nirvana. Note the emerald green waters of the river Lech.