July 5, 2014
With clouds gathering, we set our GPS for the final autobahn ride to Harley Warehouse in Frankfurt. We agreed that if rain should start, we would pull over and don our rain gear (it would be miserable being wet on the autobahn). And then, we were off – gently – happily – racing on the highway as German countryside rolled by. The rain came, gear added, journey continued. Shortly before arrival in the city, we stopped to fill the tank, pay our last E .50 toll for a bathroom, pack away rain gear and ready ourselves with the now severed GPS.
My beloved deftly followed the route changes leading us closer to the completion of another safe trip. Before we knew it things began to look a little familiar and we had arrived. What I wasn’t prepared for was a Manhatten (Germany) Harley Club gathered in front of the building observing the spectacle of us un-loading our bike, re-packing and walking away with our rolling cases and backpacks like we were bereft.
My human GPS a.k.a. tour leader found our way to the train which would haul us to our final hotel of the journey in the heart of Frankfurt. By all accounts, Frankfurt is a totally forgettable city – borne out of industry and big business. We were 100 metres from Skyline Plaza and since everything is closed on Sunday (the next day), we hustled to complete any purchases we hoped to find. An English book for the plane….We noticed Chipotle and since we were tired of heavy German food, decided on a burrito as the centrepiece for a hotel picnic so we could watch more soccer. We were cozy and peaceful – we had one final adventure planned for the next day – our trek to visit an English church north of the city.
We are definitely ready for some rest off the bike and some downtime. The Central Europe tour of 2014 is quickly drawing to a close.