RETURN
Day 2 Weimar-Prague 489 km
From now on it's "Goodbye autobahn, hello country roads"
We leave at 8 o'clock and after 2 hours driving, just as we're about
to
leave the F...autobahn, my cell phone rings....
It's Jan de Bruin from Eurocult , our travel agent. One of us
has
forgotten his passport. What to do? We decide to turn the car and head
for another test drive.
For all of you who are contemplating buying the new V70 "Classic" 175
horsepower is enough... It goes like firemen to the towering inferno.
Anyway no museum for us and the passport turned out to be a wallet
containing 100 Dmarks. The beers tasted good that night, thanks Tini
(don´t forget your wallet)
The border with Czechoslovakia was crossed without any problem, the
only problem was our route information...Just as you were sure to be
heading in the right direction, some 5 classic Volvos popped out from
the next hill and drove in the opposite direction....
I think the only Volvo that did it right still has to come in...but
it
was a lovely day with all the Trabi´s and blue smoke...
Hotel Sandra.... How much concrete can you put in one building?...despite
the warm weather and the noise of the city of Praque we fell to sleep.
Next morning a lovely bus journey through Praque. Very nice old city
Centre, and on it goes.....
Day 3 Prague - Opole 308 km
The landscape changes suddenly, farms, cows, and the smell of fresh
grass in our noses. Somehow I didn’t expect Poland to be so beautiful.
It rolled by in a nice and easy way, as we had taken our position in
the group.
The teams were asked to drive in 4 or 5 Volvos for safety reasons.
Group processes are nice to watch if you recognise them.. People with
totally different backgrounds, occupations and accents are forced to
work
together. The only thing that keeps them from knocking each others
teeth
out is the knowledge that they will not reach the Hotel without this
annoying guy who has the map...Also new friends are found.
Hotel Opole is reached in time, although the mechanics again fail to
make it in time for dinner.
One Amazon 120 just quits every time the temperature rises above 25
degrees (C) and the owner drives the mechanic nuts when he says "This
is happening to me for the last 5 years..." Eventually the problem
turns
out to be a cracked coil (bobine) and a wrongly adjusted timing.
The local currency is named "Schlotty" too difficult for us,
How many "things" is the gas here I ask Robert...
Even the daily cellphone conversation with Hugo is just exchanging
friendly words... this is going (too) well what has happened to old
buddy
Murphy I ask myself.
Ed