As I write this evening, I am sitting at home after my second day back at work since my trip to Germany.
Yesterday – my last full day in Germany – I decided to do a day trip to Salzburg, just over the German/Austrian border, and just under 2 hours away by train.
Yesterday, my German started coming back to me. It’s very rusty, as I’ve not spoken German properly for 3-4 years.
After a month of planning I’ve arrived in the Bavarian capital of Munich. I flew from Heathrow’s new (less than a year old) Terminal 2 first thing this morning.
Apparently Monday – the one just gone – was Blue Monday. The most depressing day of the year. Not for me it wasn’t!