This trip has certainly been going by in a whirl wind already…
Randy and I had impeccable timing as we both arrived in Munich on Tuesday morning within minutes of each other. Unfortunately for Randy, his luggage and his dear girl Lizzy [his mountain bike] didn’t arrive with him but British Airlines were quite helpful and promised to deliver his precious bike, unharmed to our pension later that afternoon.
Satisfied after a short nap to catch up on some lost ZZZs, the hot weather and cool shady beer gardens in the heart of Munich called out our names. Amongst the obviously touristy crowd, we wandered along the cobbled streets stopping for photos of massive castles, courtyards and churches. Of course, we graciously embraced the local cuisine of full pints of beer with a side of sausages and sauerkraut to join in with the flavour of Germany.
A comfortable night sleep and a warm breakfast were certainly enough to keep our minds focused on the tasks at hand.
1. Locate the VW Van [that will be one of our support vehicles on the Orient Express] and
2. Head for Paris to meet up with the rest of the crew and make a flawless exit in our full loaded, suped-up camper style ride.
As we scouted the cycling route on the way to Paris along rolling farmers fields, across beautiful mountain passes and into bustling little towns and into the major urban cities, we encountered only a brief glimpse of the scenic and wonderful adventure of a tour that will certainly prove to be a memorable one.