Bernkastel-Kues

A narrow old path, steep and lined with stacked flatstone, leads up to the old seat of the local bishopry, now thoughtfully transformed into a cafe where tired and thirsty travelers can take their ease. I am still a spawning wreck under this fierce hayfever. My nose is a disgusting faucet, my eyes are ferret-red, […]

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