Day 12 - Evening - 29 June 2007, 9:00 PM
After having followed the Donau (the Danube?) for a few days, I am now going towards the South from, more of less Ulm/Neu Ulm.
The very kind farmers where I stop to pitch my tent gave me eggs, milk and all came to speak to me, one after the other. I usually don’t drink milk (I don’t like the taste), but their fresh milk was quite good and I drank the half-liter they gave me. I haven’t drank milk like that since at least 5 years - if not 10.
They gave me another half-liter in the morning.
It didn’t rain of the day - it was a beautiful day. (Now it rains a bit, but I’m in my tent so I’m not bothered. I just hope it’ll be a bit good weather tomorrow morning.)
While loosing its balance, my bicycle left me nice gear marks on the right calf. I look like I’ve been attacked by a seven-clawed bear.
It’s been 12 days that I’m on the road, it looks like. Time doesn’t really exist around here. There are only the wake ups, the road, the bicycle, the pauses, the suppers and the sleep.