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I'm on the way home now. All the adventures are over. After the last scary one that’s probably a very good thing. This morning I left Cortina my home of a week to drive the two hours to Venice to drop off the car and catch a train via Verona to Innsbruck, Austria.
As it is my last mention of Cortina, I should correct the observation my blog made a week ago when I said Cortina was smaller and lacked the ...
... only pausing in speed as we approached small villages where the locals and the police are rabid about people speeding through their homes. We obliged by obeying the 30km speed limit and it gave us the opportunity to admire the beautifully kept buildings and gardens. As we approached Fussen the countryside rapidly changed from mostly flat and small rolling hills to towering mountains covered in Pine trees and rocky outcrops. We rounded a bend and the Ludwig ...
... passes. After a huge thunderstorm and torrential rain on the
Saturday night, the weather has been warm, if a little overcast at times. We
are in the process of trying to book a ferry home but the wild cat strikes at
Calais are causing havoc with trying to sort something out. Not to worry, I am
sure we will get home one way or another.
... traveling an extra 28kms each way. Watched the Italian locals doing hay, most of this appears to be a very manual process, hand raking in corners and down hills, funny how labour intensive it was.
Back across the border, this was noticeable, the Italian side is run down with rusted side railings where in Austria it's all galvanized again. Italians have a saying if it ain't ...
... to also hand over the passports. We could tell they were German. "No passport? Ok you are under arrest, follow me'. No chance. No other people really were asked, including jen and I. That night, after months of fantasising about this moment we headed out for dinner after eating nothing but a focaccia and half a muffin. PORK KNUCLE SAUERKRAUT AND MASHED POTATO followed by a stein of weissbier. Mmmmm vegetables. Mmmm weissbier. Mmmm germany tastes ...