Ok....slept well...biggish breakfast, and some stuff is a bit more dryer. Before i can leave Hotel Krone, i have to pay, and have to do some internet banking...... Landlord can wait, surely cant he....
When i looked at my map this morning i noticed a place called Bad rain which was right about where i was last night gettin soaked in the stuff (dont make me laugh)...and there was a place called egg too.
Today my achillies are really crying out in pain, after that neverending climb......... but what a beautiful descent, 15 miles down to Immenstadt. And after all the rain, everywhere is bursting at the seams to sparkle. You know im way behind schedule?... so call a meeting with myself, and make another executive decision....the train leaves Immenstadt 11.40am....i bite the bullet...
So let it be known, that on the 9th day, i fail in what i said i would do. You could even say blubbered perhaps.
Now im not in the saddle, i kick back, take me shoes off and reflect, reflect..... not before long, i get talking to a German lad, 25ish with a plait who is an undertaker...its funny cause he has bits of marcin in him. Get off at Munchen, share a cheeky one..
and the pic with me and bike is saying "dont park your bike here", which is exactly what i had done, so he informed me, nie rozumiem German. Robert's surname is Oldag which means "all day" and we both couldn't hang around "all day" he had another connection and i onward to Salzburg......so yesterday evening i went from Austria to Germany and now Germany back to Austria.
Arrive Salzburg the birthplace of Mozart 5pm ish and do a massive update on the glob, for you all (3 hours of ride time missed) hmmm. Once again i have another meeting and decide, if i want to get to Krakow, then i need the train to Wien (nearish Slovak border) and then onto Bratislava..its at 3.16 n the morning .... i can miss paying for a hotel, sleep on the train and get to check out the city and have some food. The old part to it, was very nice, mountains in the background and a very fast flowing river called Salzach running through it....found a brilliant place to eat called the Afro cafe..good staff, tunes, food, decor and bits and pieces..layed an Egg in the toilet.
When i got back to the station..it was just after midnight...funny watching other people wait and come and go...i had a mooch to keep warm, got chatting to a 21 year old lad from Syria, who was going to see his mate in Wien. He was a pizzaman and he just wanted to speak his english to me, and of course go to London. Salzburg was as far has he got before the authorities got him. Gradually the place started filling up with loads of people around 3ish...then more and more with cameras...i was thinking maybe a celebrity was going to arrive, but what happened next was just too much too take...the pic of the courgettes at the top of the page was what happened...all these people had come to see the worlds biggest courgettes that had been grown in Slovakia and were now being transported to France for a food festival...no to grubo...train pulls in after 4am an hour late...get on and try to get some zzzzzzzzzzzz
