On top of the world in Freiburg. Pinches of salt. And a quiet couple of days.

Okay, so, Freiburg. What else have we seen, what else have we done? To be honest, not a great deal, but it's still been fun.

For the rest of our first real day here, I'm not going to lie, the stress of a few things going on at home, and a couple of things here I had to worry about, kinda got me down. I've been going ratther well, and it's the only day I've actually had to worry about, well, anything at all. So, I resolved to do the only thing that made sense. I went to a bar with my brother, and drank the night away.

Okay, sure, it's probably a bad idea, generally speaking, but I couldn't be more glad that I did. We drank, and talked rubbish, and met people and talked more rubbish, and just generally had a whole lot of fun. People here are so nice and lovely. Not a bad one among them. Even the seedy looking Russian guy staying at the same hostel as us seems pleasant.

Oh, speaking of the hostel, I've since decided that travellers are just my sort of people. So many wonderful people, from all over the world. We met some wonderful people in Amsterdam, and we've met some amazing people here, too. All really quite pleasant and lovely.

Yesterday we went for a walk into the Black Forest, well, kinda. There's a lookout tower we saw from the streets, and we decided we wanted to go look.

Here's my attempt at a panorama of what we could see from the very tippy-top of the tower.

As well as a fantastic view of the Munster.

We also got a couple of shots in of ourselves up there.

Jordan, as I've discovered, has a fear of heights.

And where were the glorious shots taken? Why, from there.

Didn't see it? How about zoomed in a little?

Oh yeah, that platform is not where it stops, if you look really closely, you can see the spire which goes up futher, and moves a great deal.

And the path through the Black Forest, towards the lookout,
is guarded by gryphons.

Today, well, so far, it's only just afternoon right now. I finally got a look inside the Munster itself, and got a few shots of the stained glass windows and general interior.

Also,when we walked past a childrens toy store, in the wondow, we saw something that we found really quite surprising. A kid-sized bowie knife.

We don't know the word on the book next to the knife, but we assume
it roughly translates to "German kids don't fuck around.'

I guess I'll write some more in the next day or two. Jordan's flying home this Friday, and I'm off to Munich for Oktoberfest, where I'll be staying in a tent, and will most likely have to struggle for internet access. Or, y'know, get off my lazt butt and try and hunt down an internet cafe.

I love you all.

Joshua.