I’m in the village that Kessler led me to through his apartment. Although as you’ll see by the snaps below, I think he had other ideas in mind. The village is very twisty and winding. I’m hoping that behind one of the wooden doors is the magical land of Narnia. Much to my dismay, simply another Himmler lackey.

And you wonder why I never like renting from Avis.

Um, Kessler. Why have you led me into a darkened room and an unmade bed. Wait, is that Barry Manila?ar?

Do you come with the car?