We had a brisk morning ride over to Germany. The time flew by until we hit the downtown central area. The navigation program had us on a direct route to our hotel and right into a road block. No problem we will just reroute, another road block. Ok we will just go further around and come back to central from the north....another road block. An hour later after trying all roads leading to the center we stopped and ask a guy in a orange vest if he spoke english. He explained that the city center is closed for the entire day. Once a year they have a big bike race around the city center and you have to pedal or walk, or wait until evening when all the streets open again. Nice! This is like our 3rd bike race we have been in the middle of. With this many bikers in Europe how is it that Americans ever finish in the top 10. We have literally seen thousands of bikers, going up mountains and back down, 4 wide taking up the entire road.
We finally talked him into letting us join the race and cross track, but we first had to push our bikes up a sidewalk path with pedestrians, 100 feet or so. It was easy with the bike running and using the clutch the bike basically pulled up up hill. The next security guard very happily opened the barricade, although Lisa had to run over and help him. More racers were coming and we are in the middle of the track. Finally on the other side we hit more blockades and one way streets, but no traffic so we made our own rules and drove up to a very surprised hotel reception.....How did you get here they asked?
Now we are ready to tour the town. First off a beer and then probably an old church or castle, seems to be the norm.
Well how about 2 old churches and then a beer. There are a lot of people mulling around within the city center. The racers are routed through the mid section and then back out to the ring around the city center...some are cheering and some dragging their suitcases wondering how to find a taxi or other means outside the closed off roads. I tnought Venice had the sad tourist dragging luggage...we were not the only ones surprised by the yearly closure.
Off to the castle and more beer.
The race is finally over and it is 6:30 pm, boy that would have been a long wait for getting to our hotel. Instead we explored the town, watched a bike race, enjoyed a nice lunch downtown and a dinner in front of an old church and drank more beer. Oh and Paul found his Jäger Schnitzel and Ronda a bottle of her new favorite "Prosecco", they are both happy.
Tomorrow we head back to Munich where we started. :-(