After lunch, we all piled into the family car (they have only one). And took off for the Alps—and part of the Romantic Road (I told Hans-Peter that I wanted to drive on it. And he responded: “Why?” I told him all about how it is in all the tour-books and how it looked pretty cool. “Well,” he began, “why don’t I show you something much better.”).

We drove for a few miles on the Romatische Strauss and then hit the Alps of southern Germany. We pulled off the road and to local golf course. Here you can see God’s Putting Green. (This picture is for my brother, Ed—way to go on that 77 and 78 over 36 holes, dude!).