Nuremberg, home to half a million people who park wherever and however they please (a bit like London).

We spent the morning wandering through the central city and its quaint wee backstreets. The city was levelled during the war, and has spent the last few decades rebuilding itself.

Hauptmark, chocker with markets selling the usual fruit and veg and bits and pieces, as well as...

...gingerbread! Nuremberg is famous for it, and it's bloody yummy stuff!

Up the long and steep hill overlooking it all is Nuremberg Castle. There is some dispute over how long this thing has been here, but it is estimated to date back to about the 11th century. Either way, she's an old girl who has certainly seen plenty of action in her time.

We hit the road again around lunch time, and later stopped in Dinkelsbuhl to stretch our legs. This wee place is home to 10,000 and was another gem of a find - great place to spend an hour meandering.

Dinkelsbuhl: nice cars...

Interesting booze...

And inquisitive locals hehe.

A few years ago now I received this in an email forward (I love email forwards!) about a tiny Austrian village that had become very irate with tourists always stealing their village traffic sign. That village is called... Fucking, hahaha! I never forgot about that, just in case I was ever within range of it some day. Thanks to this trip, today was that day! :)

If we were to go there, it would involve a 200km, 2-hour detour way out of the way of where we were to be camping the night. But, after we thought we'd seen the last of them back in the Czech Republic, we came across another friggin' road block that was to send us on an even greater detour out of our way. Be that as it may, how often does one ever get the fucking opportunity to go to Fucking?!

HAHAHAHAHA and there it is - the infamous village traffic sign! Fucking is home to just 104 Fucking people (known as Fuckingers). British and American soldiers based nearby in Salzburg during World War II noticed the village name and sent photos back home of themselves striking various poses beside the road signs. Since then the number of visitors to Fucking has increased, with even the occasional visit by a tour bus. For years the road signs were often stolen - the only crime to have ever been reported in the village hehe. However, they're a little more theft-proof these days. In July 2009 it was announced that the village would be installing numerous CCTV cameras in an attempt to deter summertime tourists from filming themselves having sexual intercourse in front of the Fucking signs hahaha!

Here we have some Fucking trees...

And here's a Fucking house. This one has a Fucking trampoline out the front...

And this one has Fucking satellite TV!

A Fucking cyclist...

A Fucking car...

And here's a Fucking mirror.

Here we have some Fucking cats about to have a Fucking cat fight...

And here's some Fucking Cows.

Hey, why did the Fucking chicken cross the Fucking road? To get to the other Fucking side (of course).

Here's me taking a piss up one of the Fucking trees.

And look, it's the Fucking moon!

No more Fucking around. Now grow up, all of you!