Monday 1 June
Our kind hostess at the Palace Augubio, Iris, not only drove us to the airport at 5:30 AM, but gave us sandwiches on fresh-baked bread for the road. We had them with a beer in the Munich airport at midday, before boarding our flight for Newark.
Lufthansa's food was just marginally better on the way back home than it had been on the way out; the chicken breast and pasta actually had some texture and flavor, and the beef and limp stringbeans were not overly obnoxious.
When we arrived in Newark, however, we were informed that all flights to Cincinnati had been cancelled. Luckily, we were able to call Andi and Joel, and they dropped everything, drove out, and picked us up within the hour. So our evening meal was wine and New York bagels out of their fridge, and we were delighted.