Wrocław - crossing over into Poland (day 1)
Trip Start Oct 24, 2009
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The morning of Friday, May 6, Tracy and I dropped the dogs off at boarding, picked up our rental car in Ramstein, and, after making a brief stop at Sandhausen, near Mannheim, to pick up DeAnna, we hit the A6 for Poland. Tracy was disillusioned at the fact that our Ford wagon had a standard-shift transmission, but she worked out the kinks in short order, and soon was navigating the machine like it was an extension of her
For me, the six-speed wagon took some getting used to, and driving on this unfamiliar route with most of the Autobahn in this part of the country without a speed limit, gave me a sensation of borderline sensory overload. Before long, the driving became smoother, and at the next WC, east of Dresden, I discovered that my international driver’s license was out of date. While that doesn’t prohibit me from driving in Germany, it is illegal for me to control an automotive vehicle in any other country. So Tracy took over the pilot position again and we crossed the border in Poland.
The country’s government has a policy that certain makes of vehicles, when rented, are not permitted in Poland; at least this is what the rental agent at Sixt told us
As we neared the area of Wrocław where our hotel was located, we entered one rather large roundabout. Neither Tracy nor I could decipher in time which outlet the GPS instructed us to take, and so we exited prematurely. This started us on a detour through an area criss-crossed with tram tracks, which are shared with automotive traffic. Following the cues of the GPS, we rounded this corner and that, turned here and there, until we took one right that put us on a quick head-on collision course with city tram. The headlights aimed right at the car, Tracy made a quick lane change, which put us on another set of tracks and immediately at the next intersection, as the tram whizzed by to our left. Now, to our right, was a double line of cars waiting for the tram to pass. We were far enough out in front of them for us to have to cut them off with a wide left. Surprisingly, no one blew a horn. Five or six minutes later, we concluded our initial circuit of Wrocław, arriving at the Sofitel Hotel.
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