This is a picture of the pub (on the right hand side) in which we had a well deserved beer.
Having now danced in the face of adversity whilst poking it in the eye, and having actually completed the original purpose of our road trip in addition to watching a car burn to death we now realized that we were, again, running very late despite avoiding the gift shop and cafe. We had planned to be leaving the Ring at around 11.00am but had not even arrived at that time so now our relaxed drive to Wurzburg to meet up with Manuel was going to be another hard push, made worse by the fast approaching hottest part of the day, the lack of air con starting to take it's toll on the cars occupants.
The drive to Wurzburg was fairly uneventful despite finding some chaps wallet stuffed full of cash, but this was later returned as his I.D card was present so Manuel was able to track him down using the internet, so that ended well.
Now Manuel lives in a small village called Obervolkach which we found easily with our sat nav, only we could not find Manuel, despite being parked (allegedly) outside of his front door. We eventually arrived at a beautiful town square, and thinking that this must be central phoned Manuel to tell him what we could see so that he could come and guide us in. He knew immediately where we were. In the wrong village apparently. We had arrived at Volkach not Obervolkach. So with the clock ticking we had a beer and waited for Manuel to arrive on his Trans-Alp
