Small Mercies

Sometimes you get a little comfort and it goes a long way. I don't mean fluffy cushions, weissbier and sausage, although all these things are terribly welcome. I am more referring to the mental comforts. For example, being back in Munich is very comfortable - I like the city a lot and after a few days wandering last time, I know my way round a little tiny bit. So for the first time since... Brighton I think, I don't need a map. That feels good. Saying that, my next post will probably be "I got lost in Munich today" but I'm sure you get my meaning.
Next week I catch up with actual British people who are friends, so I'll be talking normally again. I suppose "normally" might not be the right word though.
The trouble is that that I am having trouble moving my backside today. I was up late last night and early this morning so decision-making is a little beyond me. Might join a walking tour and let someone else do my thinking for me.