Windmills around the corner

Today was another travel day. We booked a train in the afternoon so that we would be able to do something in the morning, but by the time that we got to the train station (an interesting exercise considering that the S-Bahn is still down in the direction we want and the replacement busses all go the wrong way) to drop off our baggage, we didn't really have much time for anything else.

So we started another hunt for Butter Pretzels, were yet again disappointed by the abundance of Bakerys and their complete and utter lack of will to fill this hole in the market. So we got breakfast, relaxed a bit around the station, and quickly got to the point of spending hours staring out the window at the passing scenery.

Tomorrow, I'm told it is party time. We'll see what that means.