We visited Koblenz yesterday.

The local dish is ice cream, judging by the number of specialist restaurants.

We didn’t spend so much time there, mostly because the train came in late. We saw the park with the famous statue, and the closed city centre. We ate dinner, which was ok (no, not ice cream). That’s about it.

There’s nothing wrong with the city. It whelmed us, that’s all.

I’m not showing a photograph of the famous horse’s huge arse. The poor animal might get a complex. So here’s a photo of the mosel, taken going home.