As we drove through to Germany from Belgium, I could see from my birds eye view at the front of the double decker bus very well. I could see how green Germany was and how very fast the cars were moving. It makes me realise how conservative we are on the roads in Australia. I also wished I could jump in a car and take a spin on the unrestricted speed encouraging highways.

Nuremberg turned out to be a delightful city. Staying at the Five reasons hostel(hyperlinks) was very comfortable, central to town, had helpful staff and a good wholesome breakfast. My favourite became the sliced meat, cheese, and special jam (what was it called?!?!) with a dash of Nutella. Such a weird combination, but it was good. I was breaking all my diet rules, but hey, I was in Germany, the land of sausage, all rules were gone!

On my first night I went out for dinner with some friends I met on my Uluru camping trip. I wrote a post on that too called rejuvenate (hyperlinks). It was great to see them again. They gave me a wonderful tour of the old city on my first night, and showed me where to get the best view from the city.

Dinner was served at this authentic German restaurant, and I was privileged to sample the local Nuremberg sausages. Little pork ones. Many little porky ones. They were quite tasty but I do prefer the big ones. Which I also tried later on a few days later. I really liked the potato salad and the sauerkraut and the pretzels and rye bread, so authentically German! I was raised on this goodness so it brought back many childhood memories for me.

The next day my friend Johannes met me again for an afternoon of bike touring and drink sampling and more sausage eating, I was in heaven! I know you should never mention the war with Germans, but I always do. I love to talk about taboo topics. Why not? It happened, we can’t change it, we can only learn from the past and the present. Johannes kindly showed me many old monumental places that Hitler had built, and the stadium where he held his speeches. It was very fascinating! He had planned to build a stadium to hold 400’000 people at one stage, but then as they reached the end of the war, his grandiose plans did not come to fruition. Now stands a beautiful and peaceful lake, with ducks, and swans and paddle boats. Nice work Germany.

The next day, I was riding solo! I followed the route Johannes had shown me to the lake region and found the swimming pool of my dreams. Well mostly. The weather had turned on my ride out there, annoyingly, but it did not deter me! I stripped off and jumped in the cold water and smashed out some laps. Okay I swam 6 piddly laps. I have lost my fitness mojo right now, but it will come back! It was a refreshing swim and a good energy clear and boost.

I was back on my bike soon enough, and found myself pushing back in drenching rain. Damn! I actually wrote another post about this moment in time, you can read here, its called ‘Happiness that elusive feeling’.

Soon I was home and drying off and not too flustered with the weather, it can be fun to ride in the rain, as long as it is not cold, that’s the trick! In the afternoon I spent some time writing and reading other blogs and chatting to friends online. I even completed an intuitive reading for one of readers, which was awesome!

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On my last afternoon I had boosted my energy after a well earned restful time writing and getting my ducks in a row, and headed out on the town for a final photo shoot and dinner.

There are so many beautiful old buildings in the old city, many were rebuilt after the war to restore them to their original designs, which is good.

I had another meal of sausages and sauerkraut and pretzel and sweet mustard, and sparkling apple juice, and polished it off with a mango, raspberry and melon sorbet. God, what diet rules right? Haha! I am looking forward to returning to good clean healthy food once I am home, but it is nice to indulge when you travel and try the local delicacies.

The next morning I laid low at the hostel, preparing myself for my next bus trip, to Munich. I only had 4 days left of Germany and then onto Turkey, the last country on my massive world tour.

I hope you have enjoyed following my blog as I travel, as much as I have enjoyed writing it! Writing keeps me sane, I love it, and it seems to be pouring out of me effortlessly. Even better.

Until next time!
Anita xx