The first meal

That’s better. Food. Slept a good sleep on the plane and feel better for it. Guess I was doing the whole tongue hanging out thing as the steward didn’t wake me for food.

Worryingly my gums are swollen on both sides in my mouth. Hoping that some mouthwash will sort that out.

Putting off getting on the train at the moment. Just a bit scared to venturing into Munich if I do it becomes real.

So so tempted to see if there’s a flight home. Perhaps I could hire a car and drive Stella the dog back to the uk for a fortnight. Hell of a drive but at least I’d be home.

Whod had thought I would miss home. It’s cold and drqfty. My bed is damp all the time and get that’s where I want to be.

The first meal