I have finally made it to Germany, smooth flights all around.
So far, Germany is a paradox, outstanding autos, trains, chocolate, doors, windows, toilets, yet I am sitting here among an endemic louse infestation. The country that makes the Mercedes and BMW cannot control head lice. I have discovered that and now itch incessantly and am afraid to look in the mirror. Not a scrap of refuse in the forests or along the road; immaculate streets, airport that glitters, but head lice populations that would rival any place on the global. Disgusting. More later and photos when I figure out how. Not of head lice, of the village and other places of interest.
Ick. Lice of all things.