Fatherland - Day Sechs

It's the final day today, although it's a full day as my flight isn't until 10:30 this evening, after that I have the lovely drive home from Stansted and work in the morning, yay.

So after running out of things to do in Frankfurt yesterday I opted to ditch the place and head south to Stuttgart, the home of Porsche. Breakfast was as normal, more frankfurters and then I jumped in the car for a two hour drive. 

It was dry and sunny this time on the autobahn so I did a max speed run in my trusty Fiesta. I got to a healthy 183kph, which I'm guessing is around 115mph, all done legally :)

Typically, the only police car I saw and passed at around 160 was just as the speed limit kicked in so its a good job my satnav started shouting at me!

Once in Stuttgart I easily found Porsche and went to the museum, there was little point though as there were amazing cars in the car park. Saying that, the museum was very good, very large and it had about 80 cars and it was good to go through the history.

There was a tour guide showing another group around so I leached onto them to see what extra info she was giving out. Well, I wouldn't say she was rubbish, but I think I knew better anecdotes than she did, I think I should apply for a job.

After the tour I grabbed some lunch, I was expecting a crappy sandwich, but I got an amazing burger, my first and last of the holiday.

Finally car'd out I went into Stuttgart centre to kill some time at a mall. It was pretty much in the centre and I had a good look around and finally got some sunglasses. Now I'm ready for all that sun we gave back home.

After a large ice cream and a coke (which a wasp landed in) I jumped in the car to head to the airport.mi had about 4 hours to make the 2.5 hour journey, but once on the road I'd hit rush hour and it look an hour just to get out of the city. Traffic was slow most of the rest of the way until the final 45 mins or so, no chance of taking the scenic route.

I'm now sat in the airport eating overpriced giant sized toblerone watching the idiots trying to push to the front of the queue to get on the plane. It's hardly full, it's allocated seating, why would you want to get in the sardine tin early?

Anyway, that's me done, as always, thanks for reading.