I’m in Germany – I’m in Switzerland - I’m in Germany........

So we’d ticked the Oktoberfest box in our things to do and see list and it was time to start acting like backpacker tourists that we are. So onto the train from Munich to Constance we hopped (loving the regional public transport tickets by the way).
Well technically we did get on the right train except that the carriage we were on split off half way and we ended up somewhere near the Austrian border. It wasn’t really that bad just a 2 hour delay from when we were really supposed to arrive.

From the first train we had another local one where a cute wee German boy had a hard time grasping the concept that another person didn’t speak the same language as him, he just kept speaking to Rach in German with a confused look on his face.

Ooo Rach nice photo.

While waiting for a ferry over to Dingelsdorf (where our campground was) Rach went for some food and I sat mesmerized by a humming bird for 15 min (signs of the sickness from Oktoberfest settling in).

Rach on fire with the camera right now

The next day we caught the bus into Constance, a border town with Switzerland and yes we walked over the border a few times (Hence the title I’m in Germany – I’m in Switzerland - I’m in Germany – I’m in Switzerland…. and so on)

Nice clean place on the lake, had a weird semi sexual statue out on the pier which I didn’t really get, probably something about fertility.

Now a quick promo (doesn’t happen very often) to the place we went for dinner. The Pelican, right near the Swiss border kind out of the main town area but really good food.
The chef cam out and talked us through the menu (we both ended up getting the specials) it was a wee bit hard to take him seriously as I thought he looked a bit to much like Manual from Faulty Towers. Any ways, food was awesome, cheapy cheap price and just a cool place.

Not one to be held down by a small chest infection, Rach and I hired bikes the next day and went for a ride around the lake. Not the whole lake mind (that’s 270 km are you crazy I’m sick here), just 40 odd km from Constance up to a small town where we got a ferry over to Ublinger and then biked to Meersburg.

Both of those 2 places over the lake are pretty cool and in hindsight we probably should have stayed there. Although Dingles (as it came to be known) had it’s charm too.

Self walking tours around Ublinger and Meersburg, a must.

So that was our Lake Constance / Bodeness experience. Now we are off to Freiberg and the Black Forest. I’m sure this cold will pass soon.