What, I hear you exclaim, you're flying right across Germany from Denmark, no stops to the Swiss border??? (Which equals about 5 hours flight in a small plane)
Julian had caught my cold and was still feeling a bit miserable at the tail end of it, so he couldn't fly without the comfort of his sleeping bag!
The reason for such madness, was that my uncle and aunt who live in Konstanz half the year were already about to start back to Australia and we really wanted to catch them before they left.
And we did stop, in Frankfurt Egelsbach, to meet the lovely plastic pilot and family.
|Konstanz, as you can see it's pretty much one town joined by a bridge the bit on the right belonging to Germany, but with parts further right being Swiss, which makes for lots of border crossings.|