A day off at last. Not that I've missed it, but maybe needed it. I'm up a little past 7. A noisy road just outside the site. A nice shower and breakfast. The swedes went out last night and I haven't heard them since. The weather looks good, a bit of blue. It takes me a little too long to find out I have to do my laundry, but there's just ONE available machine. The clothes were piled up but the washing powder? Oh, there's a small shop with everything one could need. Quite right, a small (tiny) packet of Persil for 3€90, I'll take that. The machine is still available so I'm in business.
When I get back the father from yesterday come to ask if I feel like a cup of coffee? He offers me his chair and sit himself on the cold store. He's in the fifties and works at the Storebæltsforbindelsen. The daughter is sweet, 9-10 years and has this matter-of-fact about her. We're having a real good time until they want to go swimming and I have to find my line for the laundry. I never find the line but make do with the tents wires which normally are unused. All is brought out in the sun even the inner tent. Now it's back in place and despite scattered clouds the sun shines constantly.
I speak a little to some danes, who are heading homewards tomorrow after 8 weeks in different places. They offer me a map of the area that would have been thrown out. I could have had "Pillars of the Earth" but they were too heavy to carry.
My bike gloves are still gone. I hoped they would appear when all was brought outside, but no... They were a bit worn out but.... And my one pedal is broken. It felt strange from time to time. It's the rim that's broken in one corner. Maybe I reach Vienna anyway?
Wi-Fi for one hour is 2€, it'll have to wait until tomorrow before I leave.
I also talked to the swedes. Better make friends with people. They're alright, two of them looks like big clumsy boys - and they've bought tyrolese hats!
Now I feel like a swim, now I've brought my bathing trunks. Martin (I know now) and Josefine are there, so I can leave my handlebar bag with the fortune and the camera in safe hands. The bottom is very soft - your feet disappears - but the water is fresh and not too cold.
The day passes by and I don't go anywhere. Gross
Glockner Hochalpenstrasse, which I had planned from back home, is
forgotten. It's more than 2000 height meters. I need rest - no
exertions. But next time...
I speak to more danes that have arrived on motorbike - with trailer! I never saw that before.
Now the clean clothes are stacked neatly. I'll soon be ready to move on. The pedal is broken because one of the four screws holding the rim is gone, so under these circumstances the rim couldn't withstand the pressure from my foot up the mountain. I brought some screws, the diameter is alright, but the thread different. Wonder if I can find a replacement somewhere?
Now at night I've gone to town. It's quickly overlooked. The most conspicuous is Grand Hotel, which cuts off the promenade at the lake - you simply have to walk around.
I find an italian restaurant (neither the chef or the owner are italians I learn later), that offers Pizza Siciliana, a variant from Pizza Napoli. With garlic, olives and anchovis. The secret of the many muslims is revealed. All the danes talked about them. Have you seen all the covered muslim women? By many you can hardly see their eyes! And I actually had. The first up at Krimml Waterfall. At that time I thought it was nice to see that those kinds also made vacation. I remember seeing her taking a photo with a cellphone. Later I saw several on my way through town.
But that so many should be here on holiday couldn't be possible, meant the danes. But they are - according to the waitress. Most of them are from Dubai and have come for honeymoon. They seem to like the cool climate and the rain. Well, we all seem to like something new when we're on vacation....
When I get back to my tent Martin and Josefine are just about to play casino. We start with a trial play. It takes so long that we don't get any further. I win the cards but loose the points.
ca. 10 km