Born Again
It rained during the night so once again I packed the tent away wet.
I had one free day to do Luxembourg so I hoofed it along the Autobahn for the first 150kms and then cross country to the Mosel River. Yet again, the Autobahn traffic was well behaved and with Henry holding 110km/h not once did I feel in danger. I am dreading going back to France next week.
I stopped at a servo and met a lovely couple from SW Scotland - Clive and Donna - also on their way to Croatia. We spent about an hour discussing the respective countries motorcycling attitudes and laws and then headed off in different directions. I reckon Henry really wants to go to Croatia as we took a south turning off a roundabout and it was a good five minutes before I realised and had to backtrack.
I reached Zell about midday and had a bite to eat before heading along the windy river's edge all the way to Trier. It was a dream ride with wonderful scenery and wonderful roads. There is a bicycle track that runs right along the river and the BOSS and her friend Bee did it this time last year - 300kms on bicycles!
Trier was different than expected. I have an uncle here and have heard mum tell stories of a nice quiet little Medieval town but it was more like Brussels with interesting old buildings interspersed with modern supermarkets and malls. There was an open square with fountains and statues but the local population trying to do their shopping around the tourists and buskers and hawkers, made for a very crowded, bustling city.
I didn't stay.
I pointed Henry west and we crossed into Luxembourg and immediately found a camping ground. It was delightful - right beside the river, quiet and tranquil. It had excellent facilities with free internet, free showers, toilet seats, toilet paper, soap and hand towels - all for under 10€.
The French have a lot to learn.
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