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@Heldring
Hey ho, we left already, here's a little update. I copied it straight from my blog cycletello.wordpress.com it was mainly intended for friends and family etc. but you guys are obviously invited as well.
Leersum to Duisburg - Day 1 & 2
The last two days were beautiful. I enjoy the views that are brought to me by both the scenery and by living on the bike. Oddly enough I also enjoy the pains that cycling bring when you're on a bike for such long hours. I already managed to develop a scrape near my anus, my right knee is developing stinginess and my my lower back hurts like hell sometimes. Obscene enjoyment at its purest.
In Kleve, my stop for the second day, I stayed at a typical German RV camping. I was the only person there with a tent, the rest of the guests sit in front of their super-deluxe-satellite-dish-fridge & Netflix equipped buses aaaall day errayyday, enjoying the spectacular view of others doing the same. Sleeping at a German RV camping also meant that I was banished to the small strip of land next to the mini-golf area, which lay there untouched except for the bunnies and the occasional squirrel coming by. Of course before I got banished only after I already had set my tent up. It wasn't that bad though since a nice Dutch couple invited me to join their sit in front of their RV accompanied by a nice cold beer. They were pensioners who often traveled to Germany to sit on RV campings and make fun of their moffen neighbors. I laughed with them, drank my beer and after that moved into exile.
My own St. Helena. Note the mini-golf, thankfully nobody was playing cause obviously I didn't have pants on
After sleeping for about 10 hours I woke up in the shade, with the burning sun quickly rising. I had to move fast.
'Pack your shit ya cunt, the sun's risin''
'But the tent sheets are still wet and I'm hungry :('
'Fuck it we gotta go, let's eat at the supermarket'
I gotta say in the end I'm glad I made haste after sleeping for so long. The supermarket had a salad bar; I got three cooked eggs and left the other salad-y ingredients for what they were. Add two bananas, one iced coffee, juice, new batteries for my SPOT tracker and we were good to go. Being on the bike means making important decisions: breakfast on the RV camping or at the supermarket; viewing some awesome Roman ruins in the scorching sun or move on (Xanten high school throwback) and make some distance; eat döner kebab or schnitzel, etc.
You guessed it. German döner kebab is renowned to be the greatest in the world. I found this gem in Rheinberg at the famous Saray Döner Rheinberg.
It was reaaally feckin' hot today. I didn't put on my cap or sunglasses trying to get a nice tan. Ended up putting my hat on cause I thought I was starting to hallucinate bugs all over my shirt. Turned out some insect pooped it's miniature babies in my shirt last night, I think. By now I am sure they were real though because I have some black miniature baby insect blood spatters on my arms from swatting them. In the end all was well as I reached Duisburg, a few minutes waiting and my kind host Jan was there. For now it's König Pilsener, a good night's sleep on the couch. Tomorrow a 100 km sprint through the rural areas of Düsseldorf and Köhlen to Bonn. Let's go!
Note on the bike: next time I'd go smaller on the front. Rarely ever use the big ring