Are We There Yet?
The last leg of our journey was the hardest to plan. We had no vision, no place was calling to us ‘come, come, there is more to see here’. We were already fairly well sated with impressions. When our camera memory cards are full we can buy new ones, but what do you do when your head is full? But we said we wanted to cycle back to our front door and with that in mind we decided to follow the Elbe, again a river bike path, to Prague. Once in Prague we would plan the rest.
The first day to the Czech border and beyond, we followed the Elbe as it made its way between hills. Castles and fortresses looked down from above and we congratulated ourselves on our decision to ride this lovely bike path. From Děčín, where we spent a day sitting out the rain, we rode to Theresienstadt/Terezín, a place with a tragic past. Also its present rundown state wasn’t very cheerful.
We were beginning to feel the kilometers, the weather was fickle, the roads were sometimes good, sometimes dreadful and our frustration tolerance was sinking. We reached Prague on a hot and sunny afternoon. It was a national holiday and our attempts at obtaining maps to prepare the rest of our trip were unsuccessful. At this point, we neither felt like staying the night in Prague nor were we inclined to find our way out of a city not suited for cycling. The answer to our plight was the train station. We got tickets to Eger/Cheb, near the German border, and four hours later had a room in a quiet hotel which we knew from our trip two years ago.
The next morning we were on Bavarian soil and elated to be so close to home. Here we experienced some of the most tiring days of the trips but we were cycling through familiar territory and loving it. The closer we got, the more impatient we became. The final day the kilometers whizzed by and finally it somehow felt very unreal to ride up to our front door.
We made it, the complete loop, Munich to Munich by bike.
p.s. A day to day journal of the tour is here.