As we woke up to a grey Germany, it didn’t really matter to us as it was time to jump in the car and hit the roads once again. Autobahn as always had some heavy traffic, but who am I to complain, after all we was on vacation. After several hours of driving, we arrived in a picturesque town called Zell (mosel). Where I was throned as King Charlie of Zell.
or in our case, to explore zell
and drink some wine 😉 (don’t mind the garbage cans in the background, the wine didn’t taste like garbage at all, it was indeed very very good.)
After a nights sleep and a warriors breakfast we headed over to Cochem, a slightly bigger town, with an even bigger castle so we decided we try to fight for it.
Injudiciously after a long battle, we lost the war, but the consolation prize wasn’t to shabby, a bottle of wine and some lunch looking out over the river.
we headed back to our own castle, and had a night in at the hotels restaurant, with deep conversation (yes music, wine and food are deep conversation or am I wrong?) and lots of wine.
I saluted my castle in Zell and we started to head north.