Into Bavaria

Two days ago I crossed a major geographical landmark: the Danube. I was already impressed by its size though in this part of Germany it is still relatively narrow, yet to be swollen by the Lech, Isar, Inn and several other rivers. Anyway, crossing the great European river marked my entrance into Bavaria and the land of onion domed towers and churches.
If my feet - and especially my little toe - have been pained by walking twenty miles (thirty kilometres) a day, I have been rewarded in heritage terms. For one day last week I followed the walking path of the German Limes: the Roman frontier that span the hilly hinterland between the Rhine and the Danube. I saw remains of several Roman watchtowers and had my first close encounter with a tick, which I managed to pick off before it started to bite.
The city of Gunzburg's Frauenkirche is a splender-house of Baroque exurberance. I am now in Augsburg, resting my toe and hoping that it recovers so I can make it to Munich.
The people are very kind here. As in the rest of Southern Germany they are a mixture of Protestant and Catholic, and many villages have two churches side by side to accomodate the two faiths. The food is getting more Italian, with various pasts based Swabian dishes on the menu. Finally, the German accent is softer and reminds me of Irish English!
Hopefully photos and another blog from Munich...