Day two of cycling, Sunday, I awoke at 05:37 and was on the road by 06:24. (Can you tell I'm in the army?) Which was good, because later in the day it was down-pouring. I got in four hours of bicycling in total dryness. I’d headed East, toward Fredrichshafen and Meersburg, then taking the car ferry across to Konstanz. I cycled over to Mainau, which is an island of flowers, but I heard on the way that all the flowers were covered up, so turned around and skipped it. It’s sort of a giant tourist trap anyway and I was irritated that I couldn’t bring my bike along.
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Returning to Konstanz, I came upon a Flohmarkt. (Didn’t buy anything, how would I haul it back!?) Meandered through town and caught a three hour boat back (19€) to Lindau, during which it started POURING and I arrived at the campground drenched. I hid out in my tent and managed to read the book I’d just finished for a second time. I was fearful that I would awaken in a flood, but I stayed dry through the night.
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Books read: 1, twice, Per Petterson, Out Stealing Horses, highly recommended
Total Biked: 128km/ 77 miles, about 30 the first day and 47 the second.
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Der Bodensee is easily biked without maps, if you’re not afraid to read signs and ask directions occasionally. Ships can be caught in many locations back to where you want to go. While I was riding, I saw ample open rooms and pensions, especially in the smaller towns. There are also campsites galore, which are more full of RVs, so tent camping is quite easy.
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(P.S. I AM NOT INSANE, but I AM HAVING MAJOR PUBLISHING ISSUES. Blogger upgraded a couple things and I want to kill it!)
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PS Down below picture info: (it would not let me put this in the right place). The top town is Konstanz and the bottom is Lindau, with the Germans sitting under the trees and the pretty buildings and strollers.
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In the tent
At a cafe in Lindau (not sure why this is here but the cafe is at the bottom, can't move this. Uuggghhh!!)
These two are called "Scared in the tent" because I was afraid I was going to wake up in a puddle. I didn't.
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I saw a space for me on the park bench with all the elder Germans - some even have white hair and look proud of it!
Doncha like how they are looking at me when I took the pic? I was prob all wet and on my bike so I was really the spectacle, not them.
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