Day 3

Day 3 started late since we were still recovering from some jet lag. We ate breakfast at the hotel and headed down the street to pickup the bikes. We had a Honda CBF1000 and a BMW 1200R reserved from Stevos at Motorex. We exited down the street and quickly got lost trying to find our hotel.

After a few wrong ways and turn arounds we found the hotel, got packed and headed off into the rain that just started.

The goal for the day was the castle Neuschwanstein which supposedly is the castle that one in Disneyland/world is modeled after.

The GPS unit that I brought ran out of batteries after about an hour and a half which meant paper maps, which is always fun with Captain Kenny. He has an amazing sense of direction and can guide you anywhere, even in foreign lands. As long as you don't mind breaking a few traffic rules. After all, we're foreigners and we can't read a damn thing the signs say.

We circulated a bit on some unlimited sections of the autobahn, and ze germans drive fast. And I loved it. They also have the greatest idea ever. In passing zones, they remove the speed limit so you have no trouble passing anyone. Why can america do something like that?

We made it to the castle neuschwanstein and bought tickets for a guided english (!) tour and has about an hour and a half to kill so we hiked to the castle entrance and did tourist stuff like take pictures.

We must have been one of the last tours because the place was cleared out by the time we got to the bottom of the path. After getting ready to go, we did what bikes should do, go around the toll so we didn't have to pay. 5 euros to park? Screw that.

After the castle we just needed to make it to the inn in Fischen, Bravria. It was about 7:30 (or 19:30) when we left and it was raining. It's tough to navigate in a foreign land when you can't see anything.

Gas was running low but we made it to the inn and were greeted by the owner and his wife who figured we weren't coming, and then asked if we came from canada because we took so long. This inn is the greatest ever. 12 rooms, comfy beds, big rooms by euro standards and chocolates on you pillow. I want to come skiing here sometime.

Everything in town was closed so dinner consisted of the chocolate from the pillow and two beers from the owner.

Tomorrow, Interlaken, Switzerland.

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