Nothing urgent to do. This is the autobahn. This is the same Germany that elected Hitler and ensured that I have no European relatives. It is hard to remember that other Germany. In any event, it is a bit after rush hour, that was then.
Traffic is heavy, but it moves well.
Then we are in Austria, and a few kilometers farther, at Vida's condominium in Salzberg. The original plan had been that I would take car or train the following day to meet Josh Horowitz, a neat cymbalom player who I know from the Internet, in Graz. It is a 3.5 to 4 hour trip each way, but perhaps worth it. In any event, by the time we arrive and meet Vida and get comfortable and talk and talk it is well after 2am before we go to sleep. It was a vicious cat, scratching everyone.