Cesky Krumlov

Cesky Krumlov

Breakfast was a completive hunting exercise that saw four poor Australians battling a horde of Canadians first for land rights over the small number of breakfast tables and then for access to the food stores - intelligently we decide that discretion is the better part of valor and patiently wait for them to let down their defenses - soon we occupied a table which we defended with true Australian grit and determination.

While the food stocks had been depleted by the Canadian hordes they were soon replaced by the dour , unsmiling local waitresses - they had seen it all before - these foreign invaders battling our for the spoils of someone else's territory.

We are in awe of this town after a great first impression and then superb food - off to the Castle that overlooks the town - the castle was the seat of the Rosenbergs and later some of the Habsbursgs.

Leave the square along very narrow cobbled lanes passed small shops and cafes - over narrow bridges spanning picturesque steams towards the castle - smile at the strange english translations - continue to wonder at the lack of smiles on the faces of the locals .

Line up for a tour of the castle - English guide arrives - actually a local - an amazing high pitch and falsely moderated voice - english tour!- you will follow me! - we follow obediently - we almost laugh aloud as she gooseteps along, arms held rigidly at her sides, shoulders slumped - how does she gooseteps silently?

Nice tour if a little rehearsed.

Outside - Bernie not well - retires to hotel - I head off on an audio tour of the environs - more narrow cobbled streets - more wonderful historu of the Rosenburgs - they eventually died out - so much inter-marriage had left the men infertile - I reflected on the poor old apothecary who had promised to deliver the last of the Rosenburgs with a potion that would solve his problem - he failed to deliver with predictable consequences.

Also wander passed the studio of Egon Schiele - he spent a deal of time here painting - the locals found that he was even too Bohemien for them - they were concerned about the young models that frequented his studio and eventually had his charged with misconduct with a minor. We later saw a lot of his painting in Vienna.

Bernie arises - we have our gin and tonic on the square - we top it off with some local cheese.

Out to dinner - Merie had met another tourist who recommended yet another restaurant - this one located in the old Jesuit building which has been turned into a hotel - all the old relics, paintings and wall hanging were still there - a very special dining environment - should not be missed even though the food was average and the wine pretty bad.


We arise early the next morning - Bernie was anxious to see the Castle garden - again a wonderful stroll in the early morning through the cobbled streets, up and behind the castle - up some steep stairs and ramps to the garden - very nice - great views of the town - stroll back through the castle - pause again to look out over the town - wander back to the hotel for breakfast - those dammed Canadians had realized our mettle and crept away in the night - we enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and marveled at the majesty and beauty of this little town.

Here are the photos on Picassa - click on the photo to see the whole set.

Cesky

The Ride - Day 7

The Ride - Day 7

All good things come to an end - arise  - clean that condensation off the window - not condensation - fog - watch the forests of the Danube slowly appear as the fog clears -  breakfast - finally free seating.

Up on deck - we steam towards Passau - bright clear day - the greens are still there - the kind might even describe the Danube as blue - trillions of electrons massacred in the interests of the preservation of memories - people start to say goodbye - we are once again summoned to the dining area  this time for a bravarian brunch.

We eat and quickly retreat for the final steam into Passau and for the groups photos - more electrons go to god! - farewells with European embraces.

The end of a great trip! - jump in a cab with paul and melanie - taxi driver tries to kill paul with the boot lid - farewell p&m - store the luggage - grab a cab up to the passau castle  - lovely german taxi driving lady  - 

Tour the museum - finally understand the role of the prince bishops - not real bishops!- another coffee - admire the family on their segways - resolve to try them sometime soon - cab back to town - buy those special german pencils for little matilda - 

Back to the station - love those little luggage conveyors on the stairs - train arrives - check the wagon location - position ourselves - train arrives - all hell breaks loose - wagons are not marked - a single and not a double train - the hordes swarm into and out of every door - the second class get into first class - the first class get into second class - the seat search begins - people stop in the passageways - confusion reigns supreme- Bernie a little irritated - not like her - eventually we drift further and further up the train - ah - there are our seats - lie back - off to frankfurt - be careful remember to change trains at wurzburg!

Look at that - not another carriage ahead through the glass door - hey that is the drivers compartment - look you can see over the drivers shoulder at the track as we speed along at 200ks - resolve to destroy just a few more electrons.

Successfully change at wurzburg - slowly slowly says the conductor - no need to rush - glass of wine - arrive in Frankfurt - taxi - perfect English - Hilton - do you know where it is - the Frankfurt Hilton - yes Ma'am - to the hotel - perfect English again.

The Ride - Day 6

The Ride -Day 6

The last ride - what will it be like?

The group forms - larger than last ride  - the influence of the Royal Family is growing 

Brian in a display of regal authority accepts the challenge of collapsing the row of neatly arranged Theodore kormer bicycles - his attempt at dominoes is a mixed sucess - stops after a dozen bikes topple neatly and sequentially on to their side - further success  stymied by the bollard that intervened in the bicycle sequence - the bohemian comedian may well have become just the bohemian!

Charles cannot let the domino feat go unchallenged - successfully collapses 11 german bikes - again those blasted bollards intervene - disappointed Charles rides off on someone else's bike.

Off we head - Kate - are you ready Christine - have you got your helmet on Christine? - helmet on but confusion within 200 meters - up - down - around the roundabout - ah well - doesn't matter - Margaret to the rescue - up the hill - don't tell the girls the route is marked with neat green signs - it will destroy the fun.

Into the vineyards - terraces - vines sit atop the low rock walls along the bike path - into the first village - off the bikes - apricot wine - cards - tourists everywhere - those long sleek cruise boats had just disgourged the tourist rabble - we are joined by other bike tours some swarming  in packs - the streets are narrow - there is the Richard the Lionheart's pub - bet he didn't drink there - they held him jail - more small heritage buildings - beechworth on a double dose of steroids - nothing like Cesky- Krumlov but a great pause on a very nice bike ride - MDCXXX- the experts amongst us decipher that this building dates from 1630 - the village is much more that beechworth on steroids.

Onwards. - are you ready christine - do you have your helmet on christine? - we need a drink - Margaret find us a place - no no no - ok - there is one - rearrange the furniture - behave like ugly Australians - amuse the locals - confuse the waiter - never mind - waiter rushes inside to get the girl in the pretty yellow dress - orders sorted! - Brian poses with the pretty yellow dress - Pam - gee if I go inside to the toilet do you think a handsome man will appear at the door with me - andrew - only if I go to the toilet with you.

Margaret finally wears Garry down - he pays the bill - we rearrange the furniture - The bohemian returns - he has arranged a wine tasting - follow me - some of us tail him - the others interupted by a swarm of australian cyclists - we lose the royals for the first time.

We start the wine tasting - Chris and Peter join us - we invite the swedes into the group - three whites and a red for tasting - ah there are the royals and the adams' - 

Gee that red has a nice nose - what do you pick up on the nose - Chris Adams' bike gloves need to be washed - others really like the wines - margaret - I am not very good with wine but I am with spirits - Margaret what does that mean?

Purchase some wine - put them in the panniers - head onwards with somewhat less control over our bicycles than we had displayed on arrival.

We have ridden through Village after village after village - green - green - lavender - wild flowers - peony roses - geraniums  - green - Danube - ruins - old buildings - old buildings - ruin on the hill - the Danube  - ah this is nice - life is good - yep - life is good

Margaret leads - makes us stop at St Michaels Church - skulls - legless mummies - a kids kindergarten sketch on the wall - what is this about? - Kate - are you ready Christine - do you have tour helmet on crhistine?

Onwards  - bypass the restaurant recommended by the bohemian - would that affect his daily income - not sure - where is our beloved team leader - Brian and the domestique have gone missing - let's stop for lunch - Lunch on a green slope under an apricot tree adjacent to a small shrine on the banks of the Danube - come on! -  this is stretching the  good life too far - no it isn't - Keith pulls out the cherries that he had bought earlier in the day.

Off we go again - hullo - hullo - g'day - g'day - hullo - occasional responses from the intrepid bikers coming towards us - ah there is the statue of the madonna with the big boobies otherwise known as the earth mother - everyone except Keith and Meg  give it a miss - the group gets smaller again.

Through some more small villages - approach Melk - the scenery less interesting - urge develops to get the ride over and done with we can explore the Monastry in Melk - of course  Kate and Bernie have maps - Pam, andrew and I make a bee line for Melk - Bernie not pleased!

Shower - order a taxi - up to the monastery -  a new view on these things has emerged - me thinks that man has always built monuments to their gods - we marveled at the stone circles in Ireland, at stonehenge - why should we be horrified that later generations of humankind continued to build monuments to their gods - maybe not obscene - maybe just interesting - I wonder about humankind in the future.

The monastery is amazing - gold leaf everywhere -stunned -  only 2 kilograms of gold used in the thousands of gold statues and pieces in the monastery - also stunned by the extensive use of immitation marble - a lightweight stucco type  mimic of real marble - the reverence paid to the magnificent library stunning - the church described by some as over the top - i found myself in awe of the designers, builders and artists. I was also in awe of Marie as she meticulously took notes - an architects architect!

Tired - glad that water finds a low point - down all the way to the boat.

Dinner - the crew has made a real effort - really nice - oh there is a crew show - terrible - Bernie and Pam escape - some have early nights - most have a late night.

The Ride - Day 5

The Ride - Day 5

The boat has chugged on against the current onwards and onwards towards Vienna - we arise late - down for breakfast - funny - not many people up - everyone taking the opportunity to have some extra sleep - the rhythm of the engines conducive to sleep - gradually people appear - many look stiff and sore - the basilica scaling and bike riding have combined to exact their toll on the calves of the travelers.

What are you doing today - bike tour ?- some yes - some no - concert? - more yes than no - just wandering? - lots - museum? - belvedere and Sisi sound good.

People gather in the library - wait for the daily briefing- talk - read - compare tour notes - seek Knud's counsel on Vienna - watch the passage through another lock - marvel at the passing tour boats - back to their maps and books - raise their heads - startled - what was that - just the waves from yet another river cruise boat.

Wait some more - off to the briefing - the bohemian continues to be bohemian - instructions delivered with more comedy than accuracy 

When are they going to let us off this ship and into vienna - Germans have their briefing - still the  gangplank remains closed - lunch is announced - clearly we will stay on board until all the bikes are unloaded.

Into Vienna on the tram - buy our ticket at the Tabak - no you cannot have an 8-8 ticket - this is a public holiday - ascension day - discussion about ascension day - Bernie to the rescue - explains 40 days after Easter - Christ ascends into heaven - gee - I bet your name is Bernadette therese Marie - chris  you are right on!

We noisy Australians join the tram - some looks and smiles from the locals - the  others dutifully follow Knud's yellow umbrella and alight to find the museum of choice - we continue on into the city - let's have coffee on the avenue - chose the Wein hotel - panna cotta and coffee - Pinot gricio - ah this is nice - another Pinot

We are relaxed - back on the tram - slowly back towards the boat and a rest before dinner and the concert.

Police arrive on boat - someone has has a bike accident - in emergency but OK - oh Mike you do think unkindly of people - are the bohemian comedian and the captain more worried about the schedule than the tourist? - of course not - you have to do something about those thoughts Mike.

Dinner - schnitzel - quality? - diplomatically described as theodor kormer restaurant standard - that sav blanc at least tolerable

On the bus - off to the concert hall - out of the tour bus - feel for those individual tourists that feel put upon when the masses emerge from this wheeled tourist containers and like goats follow the guide as if the guide will lead them to either nourishment or salvation - into the foyer of the concert hall - stay put while the bohemian comedian disappears to return with our tickets - into the hall.

This is impressive - imagine who has been in this hall before - feel insignificant - the hall has majesty - the concert a venue for emerging talent - great Korean? Bohan Cheo - fantastic soprano, Andrea Olah- plenty of comedy thrown in - enjoyable  - Brian describes the hairs on his neck standing on end - understand that. 

Back to the boat - drinks - boat ready to push off - people all happy with their day - Bernie keen to dance - off to bed - the final ride tomorrow - it is nearly over!

The Ride - Day 4

The Ride - Day 4

Another day - another ride - it might rain - it might not rain - looks ok - take that rain jacket in case - the last ride has taught some of us a lesson  - don't rush - take it easy - don't worry - be happy - bugger the ferry - if we miss it we miss it - 6 rational ladies and me look to Brian for leadership - off we go - which way to the ferry - get the bohemian tour director a little annoyed - ignore the instructions - off we head.

Arrive at the ferry in 500 meters - of course the ferry driver hasn't risen yet - wait 45 minutes - marvel at the Germans lining up on the right hand side of the road behind the white line - note the Australian rabble lolling around telling skiing stories  - lorries arrive - cars join the queue - get our tickets and on to the ferry.

Off on the right bank towards Szob - nice track - nice scenery - maybe not Austria but nice.

The confidence of the girls has grown - brian's leadership is immediately usurped - Kate and sam play domestique - sam stops beside a domestique sign - we miss the photo opportunity - everyone still relaxed and enjoying the relaxed ride.

Onwards towards Szob - track stops - women briefly consult Brian before ignoring his advice and pushing on - they are now not only confident but  competent - Meg finds the way - onwards and onwards - Still some lovely country side - make an effort to engage the locals in a cheery hello - alternately successful - arrive at the ferry - another 45 minute wait - is the restaurant open - slow turning of the head - I guess that means no! - pull out our packed lunch - relax - too relaxed - the ferry has started up - we rush down to the boat - pay our 800 each and load up with about 20 others.

Along a regional road - traffic well behaved - the domestiques continue to lead out - ah - esztergom - there is the basilica - nice town - boat not here yet - ask that fellow in the car - cafe? - puzzled look -  recognition - points - thank you - down beside the canal - tree lined avenue passed the school - here is the pub - ice coffee - radlers - sav blanc - rest - rest - ah - there is the boat - dump - our bikes - off to explore the town.

Head straight for the  basilica perched high on top of the hill overlooking the old town - which way - Bernie heads to the right - everyone follows - no Bernie - definitely to the left - we wander through the old town - I hope this lane turns sharp right pretty soon - thank god it does - ah - there is a track leading up hill  in the right direction - should we take it - why not - sam photographs a lonely and lost white plastic chair hiding in the bush - Erica will be pleased  - christrine shows confidence and pushes on with me - Bernie - knows me - hangs back - up the track a little further - why didn't you trust me Bernie - there are the steps - see - I led you up a much gentler grade - see those steps you would have had to climb up them.

On to the proper albeit back entrance path and steps - up the steps and up the steps and up some more steps - through a wooden door in the old wall into the basilica grounds - this is nice - let's rest awhile - buy some water - there is Pam and peter - they have ridden up on their way to the boat - where is andrew - don't know.

Around the front of the basillica - amazing - huge - line the group against the columns and take a panorama - inside the basilica - impressive - St Gregory - no!- really impressive! - buy some tickets - Brian and I to the top of the cuppola - the girls to the crypt.

Up the spiral stairs - climb - circle - climb - circle - climb - climb - climb - puff - pant - climb - climb - climb - pant - pant - pant - climb - pant - pant -pant - climb - pant - pant - pant - pant - pant - gee Brian - I may have already died and we are climbing to heaven!. - reach the top - local points us through an entry - bugger - more steps - pant - pant - another local - reach the top - the copper domes echoes - out through the door - amazing - camera set to panorama - the Danube and the countryside laid out before us.

Time to head down - the two old men cheer up considerably - a  young fellow and his pretty girl friend panting as they reach the summit

Down and down - there are the girls - they are anxious to shop - divide the remaining huf between the men and women - women to the shops - men to the pub - the first beers not delivered when the girls arrive back - settle in - some Hungarian champagne would be nice - the cheap version is delivered - the girls unimpressed - beers and radlers ordered - Kate and meg render acupuncture point pressure therapy and reiki therapy to Bernie and margaret respectively

More travellers arrive - robbs and Erica - Keith - the millikens - the reillys, watch the local kids bursting out of the swimming pools and onto their road bikes for the bike leg of their triathalon training. - try to dispose of the remaining huf on drinks - rather than disappearing they seem to grow in number.

Back to the boat - it leaves at 5 for Vienna- everyone agrees - this  was a great day!

Sleep for a while - time to head down for dinner.

The pirates arrive - crew dressed up - dining room in organized chaos - pleasant night - new musician - the crowd obviously approve of the change - the dance floor crowded - Bernie, Kate, sam amongst those contributing to the dance floor chaos - Brian and I escape to the back deck.

To many g&t - good night.

The ride - Day 3

The ride - Day 3

What is that little white box on the wall - an airconditioning thermostat - what is that - an airconditioning switch - ah that is better - no need for the windows to be open for the cabin to be tolerable - The engines whisper away all night - great for sleeping - we awake at 7 to find the boat steaming on towards Budapest - we wander out for breakfast - people generally slow to rise - breakfast

The now daily briefing from the bohemian tour director - tour comedian - not sure which - capable of deriving comedy from the nuisances of language even in a foreign tongue.

Now it is the german's turn for their briefing - we all adjourn to the front deck - sun shining - we approach Budapest - we pass esztergom - the  basilica commands the travelers on the river - we steam on towards Budapest - the crowd on the deck steadily grows - everyone is on deck - we are served wine - water - hungarian goulash - we pass Margret island - the city comes into sight - ah - lots smiles - people look forward to their free day in the city - Bernie and I look forward to our day off.

The bikes are off loaded and the bike tourists head off - the guided tourists leave - the ship is deserted save the crew - Bernie to the cabin to sleep.

Wakeup bern - time for lunch - go away! - wake up Bernie - stop pestering me - but it is 2 o'clock - ok - don't rush me - off the boat- across the road - into the square - no - into the back street - there is a pub - the waiter comes out - sees us coming - we order - I have cabbage stuffed with meatballs, sauerkraut and sour cream - more like meat balls wrapped in cabbage - obviously local - glass of wine - a couple bottles of mineral water - out comes the bill - dear - wine doubled up - what the hell - not worth the argument - pay the bill and head back to the boat - more sleep - rise for dinner and the stories of the day trippers.

The day tripper reports - mixed at best - the hop on people relate - too many stops in the sun - the bike riders report - traffic tough and the trip long - people look tired at dinner - some miss dinner and dine out - arrive back reporting great food - others arrive back reporting the boxing promoter cum restaurant owner who is devastated to find that Lionel Rose has passed on .

Dinner has a entre that is to die for - recognise that in advance and decide not to partake - no Australian choses to partake of carp as the main course - mine was chicken - better than it looked - we start with reisling but eventually move to Peter's preference. - this time a merlot.

Talk about anything  and everything - agree that cowra chardonnai's are pretty good - wonder about yellow tail - think about the influence of communism on the hungarians  - you shall stay in your allotted seats!

Retire to the bar - talk about everything from communism to the NBN - use the straws to count how many G&T's - which ride are you doing in the morning - gee they are great dancers - watch the young German 's dance together through a full bracket - impressed - envious - wonderful - off to bed.

Get into bed - open the curtains - can it get any better than this - the cabin window frames a vista of the Hungarian Parliament Building across the Danube from the ship..

The Ride - Day 2

The Ride - day 2

We are experts now - put on the sun screen - find the bike - bigger travel group now - off the boat on the right back in Vienna - down to the lions bridge across the city canal - scrub bash back to the right bank - down the right bank to the red bridge - bugger the red bridge - take the first bridge that gets you on to the Danube island - indecision - group splits - some continue on to the red bridge - other miss the lions bridge - eventually all works out and we meet up on the island - what was that lying out on the pontoon in the river - definitely human - male or female - no consensus - clearly a nudist.

Ah - why is that figure up there yelling at us - ah not a figure - an irate nudist - clearly he thinks this is not an appropriate place for bike riders - looking the figures of the nudists the bike riders agree - Richard rushes back in the reverse direction - this is not the way - the navigators amongst us are not so sure - let's push on another kilometer - more nudists - clearly this is not an occupation of young people for all we see are the leathery flabby skins of middle aged members of alternate life stylers - do we look as strange to them as they look to us - ah there may have been a high road above the nudists but the low road amongst them added some variety to the day.

Richard spends the next hour in search of Pam - she knew the way!

We push on through the oil refinery - views somewhat less spectacular than yesterday - this all feels a little stressful - must push on - do not want to miss the ferry - on passed the refinery - into the bush along a levee bank - continue beside the levee - on beside the levee - on beside levee - gravel path - head wind - on along the levee - head wind - gravel - hard work - boring - sam doing it tough - Christine a bit over it - mike over it.

Ah - at last a bike cafe in the middle of nowhere - stop and rest - strudel - coffee - ice cream - others enjoy a light beer - Richard has had a tumble and has a grazed shoulder - Pam is found -  Kate is having trouble breathing - anyone with a ventolin spray - the royals to the rescue - no one really relaxed - mustn't miss that ferry or we will miss the train.

Our little group look with reverence at the expert bike tourists as they relax and take their morning break - Lyn and David look calm cool and collected as they sip away at their beverages - why aren't they stressed?

Another 7 kilometers of levee and forest - boring but a least an end in sight - turn right down to the ferry - ah at last something nice to see - it is over in a flash - down to the ferry - tiny - line up - only 8 bikes at a time - pay the euros - disembark - practice for  Paris-lourie - rough - rough - rough cobble stones across the river flats to the town - what is this - no one mentioned the road climbed suddenly and severely as it wound into the town - off the bikes and walk the hill - where in the hell is the railway station - pointed in the general direction by some locals - stop debate - push on - find the station beside the main road - without a doubt the smallest and worst railway station in the whole of Austria.

Hang around - keep each other cheered up - find shade behind the shelter and wait 45 minutes for the train - spread out along the track - hail the train - scramble to load the bikes into the train - settle in - thinking to ourselves that perhaps we should have taken the longer route with the others so that we could see the roman ruins - never mind - there out the windows is the roman ruin beside the rail track - nice photo.

Onward to the terminal - everyone looks tired and pleased to be on the train

Reach the terminus - head for the bike track and Slovakia 

There is the old border crossing - looks nasty - thank god it no longer operates - make sure we stop at the first hotel in Slovakia - obvious we have crossed the border - no one wants to serve us - all seemed like it was too much trouble- borrow a bandage off Kate and repair my bike - troup pushes on to bratislava - over the big bridge and down to the boat - thank god that is over! - actually would have been better if we had not put ourselves under so much pressure to reach the train - that said the scenery and track did not compare to yesterday.

Into the bar on the boat - drinks all round - some rest and prepare for dinner tonight - the intrepid amongst the group have lined up for a bike/walking tour of the old city - the less intrepid have opted for dinner in the castle environs overlooking the city - some head for the cabins and rest - some head for a stroll around town.

We get taxi's to the restaurant - our taxi driver had just heard that Volkswagen are to join the world rally championship series - he is practicing in his skoda - after all it is a Volkswagen at heart - his driving gets my attention if not my commendation.

Magnificent view overlooking the city and the river - great company and nice meal - Paul and peter select some nice wines - discuss the approach of futurists with Gary much to margaret's angst - don't kill the conversation Gary - don't worry margaret we find this really interesting.

Should I go to bed - chris Harper is in the bar - he is alone - I  join him - then so does a large crowd - Bernie emerges - gin and tonic - chris dances with multiple women at the same time - entertains everyone - a great time - up on deck - the boat is leaving - clear skies - fantastic view of the city by night as the boat turns and heads for Budapest.

The bike ride itself may not have been perfect but the day itself was great - we will travel overnight and arrive in Budapest at 10:00 am tomorrow.

The ride - Day 1

The Ride - day 1

What will it be like - how will the inexperienced go - christine and sam worried - apprehension all round -  chilly - will it rain - what should we carry - how will we carry it - experienced try to cheer up the inexperienced - the inexperienced not sure to beleive them - are they just trying to make us feel better - what will these bikes be like - will the path be rough - 

bernie confesses  her overnight dream - she rides passed the boat - gets lost - the wiggles send out a search party - they find her - chastise her for being a naughty girl - demand that she grab hold of the cardboard door handles on the wiggles car and chugga chugga back to the boat.


Breakfast - make up your own lunch from the breakfast table - line up to find a bike - find it and set it up - make sure you know the number - label it with your cabin number - back to the boat - register  your bike - insure it - Get your panniers and bike lock - seek out your preferred traveling companions.

We team up with the Royals - Ok which way - down to the ferry - pay your euros - over to the left bank  - on our way - still chilly - some sunshine - sam takes the lead - nice bitumen 'track - bet it gets worst from here - track continues to be good - past some small hamlets - amazed at the intricate woodpiles - green - green - forest - forest - wide river - wide river - another hamlet - look at that minature schrine - another hamlet - sun emerges - still chilly - but - but - but this is great - path continues to be perfect - trees get greener - river look better - occasionally another biker passes us - oh there is a serious rider out training - very few cars - ah now no cars at all - off on to a dedicated bike path - great sights - what are those poor people back in albury doing.

Ah here is the first decision point - do we continue along the left bank and ride some more up to the next ferry or do we cross here - that pub on the other side looks pretty good - pay the ferryman - off to the pub.

Sit up on the balcony overlooking the Danube to the steep forests of the left bank - coffee pretty good but the swans, the ducks and scenery much better - sam proud of herself - she has already earned the title of "domestique" for her leadership of our small pack - she confesses that she just wanted to ride alone to gain confidence - we all worry how fast she will be when she has her "confidence"

Sun now shining brightly but the air cool, clean and pleasant - can life be better than this- could the path get any smoother - the scenery any better - those huge  white swans - more little schrines - more tiny, tiny hamlets - 

who was that - Chris and Christine - the little travel group expands 

Aroundthe Danube horseshoe - look at those rock climbers on the left bank - ah here comes our boat on its way to our pickup point - wave to margaret and kate who remained on board -  we should start to think about lunch - chris argues for lunch with a beer - consensus follows almost without discussion.

10 ks to the boat - beer on the terrace - down to the water for lunch - more swans - plenty of on-site encampments - others join us - we push on into Ashach - there is the boat -  no sign of the wiggles - bernie relieved - now that was fantastic - amazing - could it be any better.

Bernie rests - out for an ice cream - Peter and Anne and Keith and Meg line up behind - the ice creams have been  earned by all  - back for a sleep - rise for dinner - food average - wine very average.

Everyone raves - back for a briefing about tomorrow's ride - not sure - doesn 't sound great - seems like there are time pressures - what to expect? - what the hell today was so good that tomorrow will be good too! - nevertheless we better start early - better stay back and make sure the stragglers are ok just in case.

Just in case we don't survive tomorrow better try the bar - chris adams, Peter Reilly and  Brian Royal are there  - this is a dangerous bunch - stay long enough to understand why hot air balloonists are wary of unfertilized lemon trees.

Off to sleep as boat heads off for Vienna.

Passau - Day 2

Passau Day 2 - the day of departure


Meet the Royals in the foyer - out to dinner - Royals , K& E and Chris Harper - down a side lane - where in the hell is he taking us - rain is pouring down - i hope he has this all planned - sure does - good night - great music - good food - Austrian wine tasting - vineyard close to the Hungarian border - Pickler's - surprisingly good reds - run out of money - borrow from Chris - feel guilty - head out in the rain to the teller - forget umbrella - return wet but with a fat wallet - others now showing signs of settling in for the night - eventually convince the others to leave - in moment of madness tell Knud I will join them in the a ride out to meet up with Pam and Andrew.

Breakfast early - down to the bike shop - hire bikes - 12 euros for the days - do you need a deposit - no! ( says he with a puzzled look) - back to the hotel - check out and store luggage - back to the bike shop and off.

Knud - great rider - fair to middling navigator - Erica - steady calm - great rider - first encounter with bike traffic lights - stunned by the robust handles attached to the traffic light poles to enable the riders to balance while waiting for the lights to change - off out of Passau - hope I don't get lost - not sure what Knud is up to - off out of town - ah - now I get it - those little green signs reveal the real Danube bike trail - watch for the markings on the bike trail surface.

Continue on out of town - ah this is nice - along the hot mix track beside a regional road - look down to forest - plenty more of those greens -

Oh bugger - hot mix has gone - solid compacted gravel - not too bad - just a little harder to push -

Hell there a lot of cyclists coming towards us - all stoically pushing on - all in Danube biker riders uniform - all with ladened panniers - all with rain covers and suitable wet weather attire - hope it doesn't rain. - I am not equipped.

Push on - I follow Erica - Knud rushes ahead only to pause and return after a navigation issue

Lots of Zimmers and cafes along the way - along here you could stop and have a coffee every few kilometers

Track cuts up from time to time under the persistent bombardment of nature - regular repairs of the gravel leave some loose patches that toss the bike sideways and remind you that there is at least some need to concentrate on the your riding rather than the scenery.

Keep pushing on - haven't ridden for a while - tail ok but legs suffering - these hire bikes are actually pretty good - no rain

Reach the meeting point for Pam and Andrew - no sign of them - furious texting back and forwards - we swear about the lousy roaming sims - wander over to boat club - met by a local member - want a coffee - honesty system - where are you from? - never been there - must go! - more boat members arrive - kangaroo signs emanate from his friends - smiles - very pleasant people.

Eventually text messaging successful and there is furious waving across the Danube.

Pam wants to continue on the north bank - she is really keen on using the bike ferry just downstream - her heart is set on it - Pam there is no bike ferry between here and Passau - believe us - we are observant! - we would have seen one if it existed - Pam relents - ok they will come with us along the south bank to Passau - oh - bugger that does look like a bike ferry - Pam insists that we pose in front of the ferry - the ferry that never existed! - we go quite - suitably chastised and really a little sad for Pam.

Onwards to Passau

Time to head for the boat - dump our luggage on board - you cannot register until to 5:00pm - off to a nearby restaurant equipped with a cranky waiter - sit outside - he knows the tables now and settles down - down comes the rain - everyone relocates inside disrupting the restaurant and making him lose complete track of who owed who for what! - his humor did not improve- people happy to meet each other - the late comers arrive - where are Margaret and Gary - ah there they are - now where is Pam - Andrew takes a photo of the castle on the other side of the Danube up an enormous hill - labels the photo " last sighting of your mother"

Lots of drink - not sure if the cranky waiter ended up happy or not - on to the boat - Bernie tries to check in with a nice Danish lady who just happened to be another passenger - that problem aside we check in and get to our cabins - not too bad - top deck with a great view.

Back to the lounge for the briefing on tomorrow's ride.

Dinner - average but the company great - royals and reilly's

Passau - Day 1

Passau


Rise for breakfast - meet the others - Reillys and Rodds arrived - Robbs on the train - Pam and Andrew still 100 away - pity about this rain - it has settled in.

Wandered town - pass boats - around point - museum of modern art - almost drawn down a country avenue into the distance by a piece by Albett

Back to square - coffee - bad - off to organ recital in the church

Church - figures - murals - figures - looking at you - looking into distance - approving - disapproving - asking where you have been - smiling- frowning - pointing things out to you - ignoring you - entertaining you - cherubs - angels holding tablets of the psalms. Decoration - over the top - beutiful murals on the roof and upper chambers - no stained glass - golden pulpit - murals on roof and walls - vaulted ceilings - lower walls mostly plain - top over-compensates.

Huge organ - biggest in the world? - back of the church -

Church replaced one after the fire in 1600s. Baroque - italian craftsmen

Sit toward front on Richard's advice - sound peaceful - tone terrific - powerful - pin drops in the silence between pieces - will this silence and reverence last? - no! - some coughing - distracting - annoying - next piece strong - drives away the distraction - up the scale - down - up in power - down again - gentle wander through. a field - busy - building - still building - anticipation - something about to happen - nothing - an even keel - a little faster - this is pleasant but what is it trying to to say - relax - don't worry - life goes on enjoy it - enjoy a long life - things will come and go - close your eyes - let the music take over - finishing - no - keeps going - good - prepare to finish - ok to finish now - feel like clapping

Next piece - gentle - like a stream - on and on -change of scene - around a corner - bells gently chime - around the bend again - something is different - this isn't like any organ music I have heard before - feels like a canoe ride down a stream - encounter calm and not so calm waters and peaceful and not so peaceful glades - end in an unpleasant place - wake up - forget the unpleasantness - it is only transient - back to the peaceful times - love this!

People clap - haven't heard that in church before.

Lunch is important - Parma baguette and Pinot gricio

Lots of bikes - not just tourists

German girls - .75 of an axe handle - Austrian girls - .5 of an axe handle - hungarian girls win!

Back for a nana nap.

Today' photos

salzburg

Salzburg

Salzburg

A final dinner in Vienna last night with John and Merie - we part company today in Salzburg - must have a final Vienna Schnitzel in Vienna - do so - two bottles of a local sav blanc - Merie concerned when it is described by the waiter in faltering english as a welsh wine - pacify Merie - hear about the terrible Mexicans that disturbed her sleep the previous night - suspect there is a Mexican travel blog describing with both amusement and awe this short, mature blonde bounding out of her apartment in her short blue, spotty night attire to berate them for talking loud and long in the foyer of the apartments.

Up early to catch the train to Salzburg - metro to Westbahnhof to meet the train - train and metro travel in Europe is ridiculously easy after you discover you are not a dog and buy - full ticket.

Arrive in Salzburg - railway station chaos - renovations extensive - up the wooden stairs -down - up - find way to some lockers -store the bags.

Now to get to town - signs not helpful - which way is north - too many cooks - no idea - is that ticket machiine woirking - no idea - giveup - taxi please - but it is only 500 metres growls the taxi driver - get in - say goodbye to Merie and John - less cooks now.

Remember the iPhone has a compass - it could have been the master chef

Market in town - typical of those in France - winds up to reveal a nice little square - get tickets for tour - search for a cafe - eventually find one - Wine and toast -Back to the tour start

Smallish van - Bernie gets claustrophobic - she survives just - we are joined by the ugly Indian and his nice family - He snores - fiddles with the air conditioners - argues with the ticket seller - barges between people - selects the premium seat.

Nice little tour - 150,000 population including 15,000 university students - need more time here -salt mining was important.

Back to the station - up the lift - down the lift - up another lift - down another - bugger - drag the bags up the stairs - train arrives - is this the right one - don't know - ask the conductor - sure is - let's go - make sure those bags do not go astray.

On through the Austrian country side past lots of small villages - sun is shining, kids out on bikes and people having their first swims of the season.

Changing trains at Wels onto a regional train to Passau - will we have time to find the next train?

Multiple greens - forests - more greens - so many greens - stripes of green, swords of green, spots of green, specks of green, carpets of green all greener than the emerald isle. Green trees, green fields, green crops, green weeds - even green power transmission poles.

Change trains at Wels - no problems - sit beside nice young Austrian mother - goes to tech school in Linz everyday for 20 weeks - conductor comes along - in rapid German tells us something. - she intervenes - there has been a derailment down the line - we will have to change to a bus and then back to a train before we reach Passau - never mind she says - she will guide us!

On to the bus - where in the hell are we going? - never mind - having to take a bus rather than a train makes us feel at home!

The rain clouds gather - will they be followed by our first rain of the trip? - maybe - maybe not - yep - probably - light and tolerable so far.

Arrive Passau - nice taxi driver - arrive hotel - are you from Albury too? - where are the others - restaurant down the street - meet and greett - snchnizel and white wine - a bit m more rain - retire with the. Other for the complimentary glass fo bubbly - swap travel stories - head to bed

today' photos

slazburg 2

Vienna Day 3

Vienna Day 3

Slowly rise - on the metro to see the Danube - lots of big river cruise ships - sense that things are about to get busy - sit beside the river for a while - what will this ride be like?

Back into town - Sisi Museum after some coffee and Strudle - Sisi was quite a lady - Bernie ponders on the possibility that she suffered from post natal depression - fantastically presented exhibition of her life and times - those Habsburgs were something else!

Decide we are going to find a restaurant for tonight - do so immediately opposite the metro station near the Sisi museum - try it out with lunch - soup, bread and 250 ml of white wine - very pleasant waiter - great - sleep inducing.

Home to prepare......

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Vienna Day 3

Vienna Day 2

Vienna Day 2

Getting tired - started a bit later - head off on the metro at 9:00 - we are now seasoned metro navigators -

Off to see the horses at the Spanish Riding School - line up - observe the high quality queue jumpers - clearly so accomplished that you have to admire rather than admonish them - not a Saturday so no show - just practice - nevertheless plenty of people and at least we can say we have seen the horses - no photographs - cheat by taking some shots off the video display outside - impressive building.



While the other continue watching the horses I sit in the cafe and have a teleconference back to Australia - guys trying to put a GDP value on AARNet's contribution to the deployment of the Internet in Australia .

Bernie is determined to see more of the work of Klimt - off to the Bellevidere Museum - not such seasoned navigators of the underground after all - wrong station - bit of a walk - beautiful weather so all was well.

Nice relatively small exhibition of high quality work - Bernie enthralled.

Visit the shop - some non digital memories acquired - out into the gardens - stroll through them towards the city.




Home tired a bit footsore.

Back into town - where are all these restaurants in the city - bugger - all those that we had seen during the day were just high quality coffee and strudel purveyors - head off the main strip - ah there is one - very local - plenty of smokers - find a table inside - great local faire - golash of veal with butter dumplings and white wine by the glass.

Stroll home - feel safe as usual - surprised by the number of people traveling on the underground drinking beer - also surprised by the absence of any ticket inspectors - we could have continued traveling as dogs and the dogs would have been the only one that knew we were not dogs.

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Vienna day 2

Vienna Day 1

Vienna Day 1

Bernie struggling - we decide to have a light day - sleep in - get mobile at around 12:00 - head into the Stephens Square - wander around the church - impressed but pretty much just another cathedral albeit with an impressive overview of the city - the square a neat historical area with impressive buildings adorned with statues that hide away on rooftops sometimes feeling like snipers ready to impose their dastardly ways on the wanderers below.



Vienna is impressive - you do have a sense of culture permeating the place - you do also however encounter the reality of lots of people in the well known tourist haunts.

Bernie is anxious to see some of Klimt's works - we head to the Leopoldo Museum in the museum quarter - impressive.

Home for the nana nap before heading out again for dinner - pick on an Italian place near the Opera House - food was great and so was the wine - we later realize  that we made mistake with the tip - how did we know - the waiter was suddenly less friendly than he had been throughout dinner - the cost was really high - we should have asked him the cost of the wine that he was recommending!

Stroll home past the Opera House - join the small crowd enjoying the opera on the large screen in the forecourt.



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Vienna day 1

Gyor to Vienna

Gyor Vienna

We are still confused between north and south - we get on the train - a lot of Americans - some Australians - off to Vienna - arrive in no time flat.

Off the train at one long distance station - how do we get to our apartment - be brave - use the underground - where is the underground? - pause confused - Bernie asks the Asian fellow in the shop at the station - answer - go up and then go down - we decided to follow the instructions to the letter - low and behold - a big blue sign with a large white U - now how do we get a ticket - I take charge - obviously a " one way" ticket is called a " half ticket" isn't it! - well no a " half ticket" is for dogs - we travelled on the underground as dogs swapping lines at least once .

We arrived safely at the underground station some where in the vicinity of our apartment - we are confused again - which way is north - where are we anyway -

Bernie again finds an Austrianised Asian fellow who comes out with his iPad complete with a Tom Tom application to point us in the right direction.

We find our way to the apartment - it was somewhat further than the 200 meters claimed by the owners.







We check in and wander the lcoal area looking for something to eat - battle a somewhat odd cornerstone for some provisions and then stop at a local cafe - order wine and toasted sandwiches - run into a local who gives USA run down on how to drive the underground and where to head for suitable restaurants.

Home for a nana nap promising to meet at 19:00.

This time we are seasoned travelers - as recommended by our local friend we buy a weekly ticket for about 10 euros and head off to Karlzplatz - past the museum - into the square - find a cafe - settle in - mistake - waiter rude and slow - food average - wine ok - traffic in the square chaotic - how do those bike riders survive?

Home tired but impressed with Vienna.

Gyor

Depart Budapest - will we find a taxi large enough for four cases and four over-fed travelers? - of course - new Mercedes wagon - arrive at the grotty station - met by lovely baggage handler - takes a shining to Bernie - leads us off to the train - packs away our luggage - seems surprised when I push 200 into his hands - nice trip to Gyor - arrive at terrible station - who decided we should stop here! - out of the station - Merie whistles a taxi - lovely man - Bernie points out the hotel on the map and we are off -

Not a bad looking town - gets better - gets even better - gets even better again - lovely narrow streets turned into pedestrian thoroughfares - nice hotel - store the luggage - head off for coffee on the renovated square - fantastic




- down towards the river to the markets - buy a hat - Bernie buys some shorts - across the river - back into town - the statue of the arc of the convenant-






only 12:00 but square is beautiful - must celebrate with a g&t do so with gusto - best one so far.

This is May - wedding after wedding in the church on the square - people beautifully dressed - this is also May for the kids - lots of toddlers playing in the water streams that are set up in the middle of the square - parents sit patiently as the kids have the time of their lives - this is the start of Spring and they love it!

Back to the room for a sleep

Reappear for dinner - those thunder claps and the overcast sky's will not last - let's select an outside table on the square - down comes the rain - escape faster than the other diners and snare a prime table on the window - great meal - great time and great wine - cannot leave it there - over to another restaurant in the square for a final G&T

Off to bed ......

Arise early - another stroll around town - the square again the focus - people arrive for Sunday church - something special today - all the 16 year old boys arrive in their Sunday finery - not sure what it was but the families were all fussing over them.

Back to the hotel - call a taxi - get to rail station - meet nice Austrian lady - tells us that Gyor has only been renovated in the last 5 years - a great place - a credit ot the town - a break on our trip back to Vienna from Budapest - well worth it


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Gyor

Budapest Day 2

Budapest Day 2

We are now experts - we must swim in the thermal pools - not sure why - just that everyone things it is a good idea - first some shopping - then a visit to Castle Hill - up the funicular - just another funicular - look out across the city - very nice - visit dungeons - housed 40000 german troops during the war - as a tourist destinations the dungeons are a litte confused - they are not sure what there are - our first encounter with crowds of tourists - one dreads what this place would be like in peak season - ah well - 

if you don't like the crowds head to the baths - partly right - crowd not too bad but crowded nevertheless - accidentally find my way into a matrons exercise group - beat a hasty retreat - work our way through the various hot and cold pools - enjoyed - tired ourselves out - 

headed home in a taxi - moderately priced providing you make sure they turn their meter on.

Sleep - arise in time to stroll down to the restaurant strip - select another restaurant - great night - wine good again - overall prices pretty good - cheaper than Australia.

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Budapest day 2

Budapest Day 1

Budapest Day 1

Breakfast at the hotel - not too bad - nota lot of guests - reception staff bright and cheery - obviously good management - I smile at the poor young pool attendant who sits there all day overseeing the hotel pool - not much to keep his mind occupied so early in the season.

The obligatory getting to know the city tour - how do we find our way to the first stop - too many cooks and too many ideas on how to do it - turns out to be a very short walk to the general location of stop number 3 - ah but precisely where is it? - again too many cooks - we eventually locate it precisely where the tour map said it would be - bus arrives - completely full - wait half and hour - blow that - let's walk to tour terminal at the square.

Great decision - lovely stroll along tree lined streets - very clean considering the number of dogs - the Hungarian obviously love them - eventually reach the square and join the tour - spectacular city - especially looking down from the hills of Buda across the Danube towards Pest.

Snack at the citadel - over the chain bridge - past the torture museum - a bit afraid to go in there to see the relics of the gestarpo and secret police - on past the thermal baths along beautiful tree lined streets complete with generous fottpaths and ample cycle ways  - around hero's square - a little in awe of the multitude of heritage buildings - this is an impressive if just slightly tired city - perhaps it actually may not be tired - it might be that it is slowly waking up from a long and not so peaceful sleep - not the crispness of Vienna but perhaps more impressive providing if course that you discount the areas around it's railway stations.

What about dinner - ah - all that confusion finding our way this morning meant that we had stumbled on restaurant strip that abuts Lintz Square - randomly pick one that offered some protection from the thousands of smokers - waiter discovers we are Australian - ah he knows Australia - he lived in Bondi for a while - he assures us there is no kangaroo on the menu - again the wine surprisingly good - great night - great food.

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Budapest Day 1

Cesky Krumlov to Budapest

Cesky Kromlov to Budapest

Cesky - Krumlov at 9:00 - off to Budapest - shuttle bus arrives - Daniel is an entrepreneur- another driver - much more talkative - he and John chat all the way to Linz - two other passengers - Aussies.

Again road quality and countryside improves as we cross the border - green neat pastures, extensive forests - lovely hills and valleys - arrive in Linz - clean but clinical - not sure about the town but the little we saw of it did not inspire. Pickup our tickets for the Austrian rail journey - very efficient and helpful lady at the counter - walk over to the park - wander back to the station - on the train to Budapest - not a fast train - 200k - but clean and comfortable - first class outdone by the special premium class.

Trip roles on out of Austria into Hungary - John and Merie find the trip long - Bernie still unwell - we pass the Danube as we approach Gyor - that station looks pretty grotty - maybe we will regret our visit to the town on the return journey - onwards to Budapest.

Into Budapest - not a great approach by rail - into the station - oh he'll - old and dilapidated. - taxis driver run to meet us - plenty of unhelpful advice - only have euros - where is the nearest ATM - no one knows - eventually Bernie finds an information counter - around the corner and  down the street - out we go - oh he'll this looks really grotty - what is the Hungarian forint - what is it's value - how much should we withdraw - 200 to 1 A$ - let's get 40000 huf

Eventually get our money - see a taxi - a golf wagon - great - will fit us all - taxi has a meter - that is good - Bernie makes sure it is turned on - Bernie points to the hotel on our google map - driver cannot see - borrows my glasses - confidence falls - eventually discover he is having a lend of us - hands maps back to Bernie and pretends to let Bernie navigate - we all laugh - we move away from the railway environs into true central Pest - beautiful - we all relax and we get tom the hotel safely - charges us the meter fee.

Hotel great - staff great - people smile - dinner at the hotel - order schnitzel - amazed to hear the chef pounding the hell out of something- clearly it was the schnitzel - tasted great - the wine however - baggy as baggy as baggy- Merie decides to order the house wine - tolerable.

Off to bed dreaming of baggy wine.

Munich to Cesky Krumlov

Munich

Off to Cesky Kromlov at 12:00 today - not going to leave anytime to visit Dachau - bad luck - Daniel sends us a text - could he pick us up at 13:00 - great - now we have time to get to Dachau - lets get organised - oh bugger - Dachau is open Tuesday to Sunday - today is Monday - oh well lets get on with something else.

Battle the German tram ticket system - fail completely - oh well we have already reached the city centre and no one has tapped us on the shoulder - into the information centre - give up - the queue looks too long - resort to old faithful - the Grayline tour. Merie tries the seniors trick but doesn't get a discount.

Tour average at best - munich nice but clinical - get off - explore extensive underground malls - try some nice coffee and the german equivalent of a new york hot dog.

Fine our way back to the hotel - by this time copious quantity of self analysis had revealed how to drive the ticketing system. We are just in time to meet Daniel for the trip to Cesky Kromlov - or are we. - another text - traffic is bad in Salzburg - he will be an hour late - is that OK? - Daniel we have no choice it has to be OK - what in the hell are you doing in Salzburg anyway - it is not on the route between Cesky Kromlov and Munich anyway - ah I get it -you have picked up another customer that wanted to go to Salzburg in the morning - yet another text. - going to a nit later - offers a discount of 30 euros - we accept.

Sit around in the hotel bar waiting - Bernie analyses the work of the interior designer - she is adamant that they failed at the final hurdle by poor placement of a series of dominating flower arrangements.

Daniel arrives - a young Czech entreprenuer - nice little Volkwagen van - off we head at breakneck speed along the german autobahn - 160 kph is fast for a volkwagen van - bernie not impressed - the cars that roar past at 200 kph does nothing to ease her concern - she is feeling unwell and the speed doesn't make her feel any better - Merie sleeps - john and 8 survey the country side. Lots of wind farms and solar panel both alongr fences and on houses.

Off the autobahn and on to narrow regional roads as we approach the border - we cross the border - it is obvious - the roads deteriorate as does the general quantity and quality of man's interventions with nature.

It is 6d30 - We approach the outskirts of Cesky - Krumlov - not great - still not great - hang on - that is pretty nice - that is even better - this is pretty spectacular - turn into a long, narrow cobbled lane - emerge into a small square surrounded by nicely restored 300 year old buildings - the hotel is on the square - check in with the unsmiling Czech women - settle into a room overlooking the square.

Quickly out for a walk - Merie discovers a nice restaurant just off the square - we leave the restaurant believing that we had enjoyed wonderful local faire - for me Venison and Dumplings.


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Munich And Frankfurt

Arriving in Munich

It was a long flight saved from total misery by a stopover in Singapore. This was Bernie's first experience of this clinical westernized city - the coffee was good, the people polite and the temperature high. We wandered the city, rode on the "eye" and wandered the city some more. - sat on the courtyard tables at the entrance to Raffles and contemplated Singapore in the twenties - Dinner by the river perhaps better described as the city's main drain - the worst lemon chicken I have ever had - the biggest and messiest chilli crab Bernie is ever likely to encounter in a lifetime of gastronomic expeditions.

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Singapore

Off to the airport - 12 hours to Frankfurt - 8 hours sleep - get the terminal bus to the long distance train station and off to Munich - great station - great franfurter - onto a swift train to Munich - thousands of wind farms and acres of solar panels.

So the hotel is only 500 meters from the station - ok which station? - we arrive tired and footsore at the Eurostar hotel in Munich - great place - Spanish chain - modern - cheap - good food - John and Merie arrive.