A non-eventful evening of flying, so Frau RTR asked me to stop at the butchers on my way home from the war:
There must be a butcher around here somewhere!
![](http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/RTR421/headingintotown.jpg)
hmmm..up here maybe?
![](http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/RTR421/GottabeaGasthausaroundheresomewhere.jpg)
What's this? Ahha! A Gasthaus:)
![](http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/RTR421/AhhaZwieGrosseBeirBitteundeinevinegarfermeineFrau.jpg)
Too late now for the Butchers, so a stop for a few Schnapps with Ernst and Herman at the Officers club. Parking is never a problem here!
![](http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/RTR421/AchMissedderParade.jpg)
Frau RTR is going to be angry!
![uhoh :uhoh](http://bbs.hitechcreations.com/smf/Smileys/default/uhoh.gif)