65: time to hit the road

…and the next day, we all left. The kids to the airport to fly home, we to the train station to go to a small town called Horb to visit a dear old friend and colleague from my time in Frankfurt in the mid-‘80s: Uschi Mack-Hanemann and her husband Kurt.

The early-morning view over Horb:

A beautiful breakfast spread:

Kurt is a knight - many medieval festivals over many years, he built everything you see himself; amazing.

Down to the cellar:

Around Horb: