So I bimble to bus stop and discover that its a cash only machine prior to boarding. The ferry lesson hasnt been learnt yet.........
Dynamic Risk Assessment carried out, and it suggests that if I play the "Terry Fuckwit Tourist" card I should be OK should I get challenged......
Get on bus going in vaguely correct direction.
Duty soviet bloc like, shot putter esque ticket lady comes ominously along the aisle like Mongo riding into town.
Sadly Mongo not like candy or Bel Vita bars so I'm un ceremoniously booted off
Happily a 10 min stroll has me in Wrocklaw centre and indeed its lovely.
The Wrocklaw 10k run is on tomorrow so there are loads of quality sights to see in lycra. Those guys must put some miles in.
Bit of food, bit of reading up about Hitlers Lair and the Von Stauffenberg plot and then chill in outdoor coffee bar taking in the atmosphere.
Lovely place, recommended.