The toothache / ear
infection that bothered me yesterday was no better. I started taking one of the
courses of antibiotics Chan had provided before we left New Zealand.
It was just 2° when we
woke, the camping ground was shrouded in fog and everything felt very damp.
Rather like a winter’s day in England!
We drove Smarty into the
town of Titisee and set off to explore. The weather hadn’t improved and two
layers of clothes felt one layer short, although some hardy locals were walking
about in shirtsleeves. The main street took us down to the northern end of Lake
Titisee. Eventually, that is, as Jane was suffering shopping withdrawal
symptoms and wanted to visit nearly all the shops lining the street. The shops
mainly catered for tourists whom the shopkeepers apparently saw as having an
insatiable demand for cuckoo clocks – or possibly not if the hundreds of
ornately decorated timepieces hanging from every part of every shop was
anything to go by. Jane was able to buy a
few Christmas presents, mainly for the girls.
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| Happy Shopper |
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| Cuckoo Clocks Everywhere |
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| Can Buy Bread By The Kilo |
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| What's The Collective Noun For Pugs - An Ugly of ..... |
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| One Of The Ugly |
It was nearly midday by the time
we had walked the length of the main street by which time the sun had finally
burnt its way through the mist.
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| Ziggy Lookalike In Titisee |
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| Tourist Transport |
We drove back to the
camping ground in Smarty for lunch of bread, chese and dips.
By 13:30 the sun had
brought a lot of warmth to the day and it was a glorious afternoon. We set off
to walk anti-clockwise around tLake Titisee. The track was very pleasant through
woodland on the lake’s margin and very busy with walkers. The lake also had its fair
share of traffic ranging from kayaks to pleasure boats taking a slow turn
around the lake. There were even one or two hardy souls swimming.
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| Pleasure Boat |
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| Church Seen Across Lake |
At the halfway point in
Titisee town we stopped ad sat in the sun for a while and watched the world go
by. The town was very busy with lots of tourists. Leaving the town we were
entertained by a young Pug ‘attacking’ wavelets in the lake. The latter part of
the walk was not as scenic with the route being mainly along a road and the
lake was out of sight.
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| Pug Attacking Ripples |
Back at the camping
ground we sat outside the restaurant in the sun. Jane had the mandatory slice
of Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte (Black
Forest Gateau, or cake) with water while I settled for a couple of beers. Back
at Mabel our German friend dropped by with two cans of beer for me as
compensation for us not being able to fit in a trip to the Munich Bierfest, a
very kind thought.
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| Jane's Gateau |
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| My Beer |
Dinner
was the remainder of last night’s risotto.
My
toothache/ear infection was pretty painful at times during the course of the
day and quite debilitating.
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