Well, 2015 was a pretty poor year, for most of it. Between injuries and surgeries, most of the year was aches and pains.
Did manage to make it to Leicester for the reinterment of King Richard III of England, which was a neat thing. See my Facebook for more on that.
Ended pretty well, though. See my post The Joys of German Food from a few years ago, for one reason. Although I've decided that the Austrians are just transplanted Parisians - Mozart must have written his famous "Leck Mich im Arsch" about his homeland, especially his home city. Not kidding, that's a real song.
Maybe I'll write more about it. If I get motivated to do so.