Freiburg has a series of gutters that run through the streets, called Bächle. God knows how many broken ankles they have caused. As for cycling in Freiburg, good luck.
Here is one of the old town gates. Look closely, you will shout out loud in anger:
From Freiburg, we caught the train to Lake Titisee. What are the odds that I'll do a joke about that name before the end of the post? *
Titisee was the only place where we saw snow, and a little bit fell while we were there.
More Black Forest cake and strudel:
A poster for the museum at Titisee?
* Pretty high.