Oh the Trokensweet Irony

Today started out in a truly rustic hotel, about 300 years old rustic, but kept up really well. The breakfast was the best yet, and the people were really nice. I'm almost thinking of telling Rick Steves about this one.

I figured out the phone problems. I manually selected a network a few days ago to connect with the internet, and then when there were new networks in range, it didn't jump to them. I should have no problem as long as I keep manually scanning for new networks. When EDGE shows up it's great since the google maps app zooms and scrolls smoothly and shows the blue spot where I am at the moment. Pretty slick stuff. I even impressed a few Germans with it.

I went over a hill today that I probably didn't need to. It was pretty challenging since I live in a city where the hills are called bridges. So today I found out what a German hill can do. I think if I lived around them and I rode the same hill regularly, it would be a really good measure of what kind of shape my bike and I was in. Fully loaded on a road touring bike with 70 psi in the tires isn't something I'll try regularly. I just think it would be more fun than having a different performance each time you ride solely because of the weather and traffic.

So the town I'm staying in tonight is called Meersburg, and they are actually quite fond of wine. So much so that people flock from throughout the country this time of year and pay twice as much as they should for everything. How that affects me is obviously the hotel room situation, but it was also very hard to find a restaurant that it seemed right to drink a hefeweisen at. I thought it was ironic that this trip is in search of good beer among other things, and then it takes me to a snooty wine town. Maureen did get a kick out of hearing about that though.

Tomorrow I have some pretty critical traverse-planning (to use a lunar exploration term) issues to deal with. I'm going to finally put some effort into seeing if the path from the Bodensee to Fussen is littered with climbs or not. If not it may be the best way to go, but I'm thinking a more direct route is better, since when I go to a popular town that everyone else wants to be in I always seem to have trouble finding a room. Hmm. I guess I should see what I can do about getting a room near Munich from the internet cafe too.

Wrapping it up now. Fell asleep the first time I tried entering it in.
Tschuss!