United almost screwed us up again with about an hour delay on the one-hour flight from Detroit to Chicago, but with a little airport aerobics, we caught the 767 from Chicago directly to Munich — and even our luggage made the trip too (hadn’t figured on that). We even snagged a couple seats on the AirportLiner shuttle bus to Regensburg (without having reserved in advance), got home, and I started working while Sarah started sleeping (she didn’t catch a wink on the plane, whereas I got at least 4 hours).
But now I’m hungry. And I measure that hunger in half-meter lengths of sausage and baguettes with horseradish AND mustard.
Time to hit the Weihnachtsmarkt. Yum.