We were the only people staying at the hotel. And our breakfast set the norm for the rest
of the trip: bread rolls, sliced cheeses
& meats, jellies, and a soft-boiled egg, …and two cups of coffee for
Betsy. The night was clear and cold, but
we were delighted to start the day in sun, despite the sub-freezing
temperatures.
During our ride we reconfirmed our suspicion that Bavaria is
the Texas of Germany –the big, loud & proud state in the south; lederhosen
and dirndls are to Bavaria, what belt buckles, cowboy boots, and cowboy hats
are to Texas.
We also noticed that there were farms more reminiscent of
the US, where the farm house is surrounded by the farm, and not farmland
surrounding the village.
Even though it was sunny, it was still cold, so around noon,
we stopped into one of the few cafés which were open for warm drinks. And during our stop another pattern
emerged. The weather changes around
mid-day: wind picks-up, clouds move-in,
or clouds lift. On this day the clouds
moved in for the 2nd half of our day.
We rode on for another few hours, and in the mid-afternoon
it was time for traditional coffee & cake.
Because Easter Monday is a holiday, there were a lot of people having
enjoying this tradition. I had to order
quickly to get a slice of an apple torte, which was the closest to apple pie I
have found in Germany.
After our afternoon snack, Betsy thought it would be good to
take the train the last 20km, because her knee was beginning to hurt. We got to the train station, and made a plan
to meet at the other end, because I was going to ride the distance. It turns out on a reduced holiday schedule,
biking is sometimes faster.
We found a hotel, after an hour of searching, and it was
next to a very Gemütlich (cozy, welcoming) restaurant. After dinner Betsy & I played cards, in
the restaurant, for about an hour.
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