9 clock we would get no breakfast, they told us at the inn where we stayed overnight. But we wanted to leave as early as 8.00. Next door was a gas station where we got us some coffee from the machine. After we had bought more Czech beer in cans, we were off.
It was our last trip and, accordingly, was our emotional state. Soon we were in Germany. The roads and the forest perfectly foggy and cool. In Bayreuth, we took the A9 and brought in the first rest stop we are after our breakfast. In Nuremberg, we switched from the A9, take the A6 direction Heilbronn. Because we were progressing so well we made a lightning visit to Ulm, and let us not take it right in front of the cathedral, white sausages with sweet mustard and pretzels to verdücken. In order to climb the tallest church tower with its 162 meters was not enough time. Come in Friedrichshafen waited for the ferry that would take us at 15:41 to Romanshorn. This we managed to just barely, and had a peaceful crossing into our country.
To our surprise there were Ralph and Ms Stricker. Very proud and rightly so, she presents us her new, spotless, white-black BMW. Our motorbikes, however, were quite dirty, and honest, but we were a little proud.
When we found the customs office and stamped our carnet and the nice officers had signed all the paperwork was done, and we were able to drive good things to Arbon.
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