The place I stayed was very quaint. Run by a friendly asian lady and her husband, it was very homey. After settling in, I biked back upriver a little ways and caught the ferry across to the quaint burg of Beilstein for a look at the castle and a glass of wine. I had to make sure to be back to the ferry before the last crossing at 6 p.m.--otherwise I'd have to bike 25 km around on the road via the downriver bridge.
I couldn't believe the effort my host went to to make breakfast. Even the grapes had been carefully sliced and arranged to make a happy little face.
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