in germany
The autobahn in Germany isn’t what i had imagined all those years when that Kraftwerk song filled my mind with an inane rhythm. It just looks like an interstate in America, except that interstates have a pretty, grassy median separating traffic. Most everybody seemed to be going around 120 – 140km/hour with the fastest being just when we entered from Holland with two Holland-plate cars seemingly chasing each other at around 200km. That is fast. The flatness of Holland gives way to gently rolling hills, and then more undulating countryside. It was surprising to see so much greenery in Germany, with lots of cornfields providing a gentle covering, pleasing the eyes.
After being shocked at knowing that the toilets along the autobahn are the same as the ones in Cambodia (grass and trees and fences), ((later told that this is not common in Germany)), we make it to the campmeeting held at a youth hostel in Rohn. After helping my ride friends set up their huge orange tent in the rain, i head for the main building where a room has been graciously provided – nice! There are 3 bunk beds, with an elderly man in one, a young man in another, and then me. This arrangement lasted from Sunday to Friday, when there were several South Americans who joined us. The two roommates are nice, but i can only communicate with the older one by gestures.
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