AHHHHH…….

After many miles (600 to be exact) we took our second break for a day in the German town of Uberlingen (sp?!) on the fringes of Lake Konstanz. We sat outside a beautiful cathedral and texted our friend Marcus. After 20 mins or so he appeared, as delighted to see us as we were to see him. The relief in seeing a familiar face and knowing we could rest easy for a while felt overwhelming. 

In what was to be the foretaste of his generosity to come, Marcus treated us both to a very nice ice cream whilst we sat around the edge of Lake Konstanz. Our day had thus far been spent cycling around the whole thing from Dornbirn (again, sp?) - so to sit there tucking into ice cream, enjoying the stunning view and to chat to Marcus – it honestly felt quite surreal.

That night Marcus cooked us an extremely tasty German meal which I have most ungratefully forgotten the name of. It was like pasta but thicker and filled with a spinachy\meaty filling. Yum yum! 

The next day we climbed a really high hill where we sat and prayed the Rosary.  The view was, again, breathtaking. We were able to take in the whole of the town, Lake Konstanz and beautiful scenery for miles around. I simply don’t have decent enough adjectives to really let you know how it felt for the both of us. England is going to be a very wet and boring landscape for the both of us when we get there ;)

The day ended in a bbq and more card games with a couple of beers to finish off. Our legs hardly knew what to do with themselves, kind of like agood cop bad cop situation with our legs as the suspects. First they recieve horrific treatment, then they get pampered.  We swiftly dispelled any confusion they may have had however by gearing up the next day and hitting the Rhine, which Dom has more to say on.

Im running out of time and yet again I haven’t said nearly enough.

You are all in our thoughts and prayers,

Phil and Dom

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