The French Kiss The Germans Hug

Well we made a pass at the mountains of Alsace and they were seduced. We were admitted to the cakelands of Germany and braved the torrential rain and the naysayers to cycle over the hills of the Black Forest to the path that follows the Danube river through Germany.

The Danube bike path as far as we can tell is a series of cake shops joined together by a thin strip of tarmac. Jet dissapeared into a custard and rhubarb tart yestarday and very nearly gave up cycling up hills for a  life in the tart eating industries.

We are going to the follow the cake path through Germany providing the cake and the money doesn’t run out.  Perhaps they have savoury products in Austria.

 xx

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2 responses to “The French Kiss The Germans Hug

  1. matthew

    careful of cake shops in the balck forest,remember hansel and grettle………

    matthew x

  2. Prangs

    ALLES GUTE ZUM GEBURTSTAG BRUDER!!!

    FRÂRE JOYEUX ANNIVERSAIRE!!!

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER!!!

    XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

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