Wroclaw is not pronounced how you would think. At least not how I thought. It's actually Vrot-suave. Weird. Just for those unsure, it did used to be a German city called Breslau. They have this little quirk of having these little gnomes all over the place. there are 15 I think. I found 8 or 9. Just by wondering about. Considering I had only 2 hours of daylight, that's not bad....
The old town was quite pretty. Very colourful, with nice open squares, but old town's in particular regions all start to look the same after a while... Though I can recommend Wroclaw as one of the nice ones.
Crossing the border into Germany the next day on my way to Berlin. The first thing I see. The Golden arches. It was nice to be in a land where I could make myself understood at least.
I settled into a commercial hostel for a couple of nights. I did the walking tour, which took us to alot of the places we went to at Christmas. I did surprise me to see so much green. Last time it was totally covered in snow. Quite a beautiful city really. It was the first really cold day, and it was freezing! I was well under-equiped. The top photo is of the university where Einstein worked, before he left for the USA. The lower photo is of the opera house and a church.
The next day I took off early at 0730, and made it to my family in Havetoft, Germany, at about 1500ish. It was all solid riding, and there was a horrible freezing cold wind. On my heavily laden bike, winds are not fun. My utmost concentration was required to keep me in a straight line. Definately no Autobahns for me.
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