After leaving Hungary, we travelled through Slovakia, Austria, Czechia to Bavaria in Germany. We only stopped in Bavaria.
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Bavaria was stunning, I would not have been at all surprised if Hansel and Gretal had come skipping down the street holding hands. We had a meal at a local restaurant. What could be better than eating sausage and sauerkraut in Bavaria? Well, maybe it could have done with a little less of those tummy bugs. I was sick for 24 hours, luckily Patty ate something different.
We had a short drive the next day for obvious reasons. We stayed at the Grimm’s family farmstead. A working farm with a restaurant and selling their own wine. I had bread and water, Patty had a flan, which turned out to be a thin crust pizza.