I’m back in Berlin after a week in Brno, in the Czech republic. We had almost no chance to see anything but the inside of a meeting room. Our hotel was so far away that it was in Austria, past the border crossing. I’ll probably be back there next week, and in Munich at the weekends.
I am quite glad to be missing Munich’s Oktoberfest this year. It’s boring and it’s violent. If they had Guinness instead of dull dull Helles then I might see the point.