From Tubingen, we made our way to Schloss Lichtenstein.
"Is this castle in Lichtenstein?"; I enquired.
"No. In Germany."
"Extremely confusing."; I concluded
The castle was picture perfect and perched on a steep cliff. I half expected Sleeping Beauty to come out, but disappointingly, that didn't happen.
After having a little look around and snapping a few photos, we drove towards Alsace region in France.
We based ourselves in a little village along the wine route and then went in search of...erm...wine.
"They have a festival of wine in the next village along. Let's go."; exclaimed The Husband.
"But I don't like wine!"; I protested .
I'm terribly unsophisticated like that. I don't like wine, I don't like champagne, but I'm partial to a bit of vodka.
"Well, Alsace is famous for wine, not vodka so I suggest we just go."; The Husband pressed on: "And with wine they give you different cheeses and other nibbles so you won't go hungry."
The mention of cheese did the trick so I decided to come along.
The village was teeming with people. French people. All dressed in their finest glad rags. I felt incredibly underdressed in my casual traveling clothes so I begrudgingly started on wine to make me feel better. Several hours later I was still on wine, but feeling much better about my sartorial choices.
"I really hope I don't have a headache tomorrow."; I announced.
Unsurprisingly, however, the following morning I woke up with the mother of all headaches.
and promptly decided never to drink wine ever again.
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