I’m feeling a bit better is morning. In a surge of optimism over breakfast, I decide to head down to Mittenwald for the day in an attempt to get things back on track. It’s clear that I won’t make it up the Zugspitze on this trip, but this much I can do.
However, by the time I get to the train station, buy a Bayern ticket from the machine, and board the train, I’m feeling horribly ill again. I step back off just before the cars pull out, and grab a cab back to my hotel.
It’s going to be another long and lonely day in Munich.