After a peaceful but somewhat uncomfortable nights sleep we caught an early (8:50am) train down to Füssen. The regional train was not as nice as the high-speed ones we had become accustomed to but after two hours and numerous stops we were eventually in hilly, snow covered Füssen. The small town has the feel of an alpine tourist mecca with lots of hotels, shops and amusements designed to sapp you of as many Euros as possible.
David Harrison's musings on collaboration and I.T.