Having spent the morning cycling round the Bodensee in southwestern Germany (well, part of the way - it's a big lake), and the afternoon crossing Germany on mind-numbingly boring motorways, we arrived at Deggendorf, a small town nestled beneath the foothills of the Bayerisches Wald, a little later than we'd meant to. Every hotel we found was booked up or hideous (unless you're planning a large corporate conference), or both. It seemed the whole world had also decided to stop in Deggendorf and look for accommodation due to a nasty accident blocking the mororway.
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