München!

 
I have moved.  I loaded up my car with all my worldly possessions (harp, harp stool, harp trolley, harp music, harp strings, harp tuning equipment, harp screwdrivers, harp-feet-mats and pictures of harps), played a last wedding and progressed to the ferry, the Hook of Holland and driving on the other side of the road.  All went well, other than when we stopped map-reading to laugh at how we were passing a place called Wanken, and immediately got lost in a strange big cornfield.  That's what you get for not respecting the environment. 

I'll be writing more in my new environment, but now I must dash orf and practice Tannhauser.