So we made it to Stuttgart, on the walk to the hostel we where pleasantly surprised at how nice it was (I guess I was expecting a very industrial dirty town, as I know it is the home of Porsche and Mercedes Benz) and we decided to book an extra night there, to round it up to 3 days. We sorted out our gear, and did our washing, and had a reasonably quiet one.
The next day we went to the Porsche museum - and finally had a question I had playing on my mind for ages answered - they pronounce it like Portia or Poor-sha, rather than like porch. From the museum we headed down to the festival grounds, drank some beer and stayed until about 11 or 12, early enough to get the subway back to the hostel. It was a good night, hanging with the locals, and paying less than in Munich.The following day we got up and headed to the grounds, but took it easy. On the way back to the hostel we sorted out trains to our next destinations. When we got back there were a couple of German's staying in our room, who offered us some more beer, and had they had travelled around Australia and New Zealand, and so we had quite a good conversation with them.
The next day we hopped on our train - Anthony was heading to Berlin, I was heading to Hamburg, but most of the Journey we actually were on the same train, so it worked out well. There were multiple changes, and the trip took about 12 hours, however it was the cheapest option, and I was time-rich, money-poor.