Passed up the chance to rise early and tour the local Bishop's Palace (bishops doubled as rulers too at one point) to let Reg catch up on her sleep and fight a head cold.
Spent the day wafting serenely up the Mainz through the quiet Bavarian countryside and scores of quaint villages.
Bamburg tomorrow, the metropolis of Franconia, risen like Phoenix from the ashes of its post-war rubble.
Villages, villages, villages. All cute as a postcard.