Shambles.
Today was a momentous day: it was the first full day of the full team starting and finishing together. However, it was not all plain sailing. We set off from Merano nearly on time (Ham, again 🙄) but within a few kilometres we had split; some had left the ‘motorway allowed option’ on Waze, others had not. The team was riven in two. Ham and Charlie* meandered peacefully, joyfully, appreciatively through green glades, sharp contours, jagged peaks, charming villages, stunning scenery. Chris and Nigel* joined the motorway and almost immediately became stuck in an horrendous traffic jam. WhatsApps were exchanged. A rendezvous over coffee restored order.
Lunch (of a few sandwiches, freshly made this morning by Rigenda) was taken by a river. Strangely, we came across a bike and a rucksack hidden in the undergrowth and half expecting the owner to reappear we tucked in but we then worried that he/she had done the same as us and been swept away by the strong flow.
We have now reached Villach and have booked into two chalets which promised more from the photo than they have delivered and the owner clearly is an internet/identity fraudster because he would not release the crucial key code before we had told him every personal detail of all in the party, including the ages and prospects of children, the sex of any unborn grandchildren, the colour of our fathers’ hair. The two advertised nearby restaurants are closed on Monday and closed permanently, respectively. We are investigating whether tomorrow’s breakfast (purchased on route) ends up being our dinner tonight. Pray for us. It’s tough doing this rallying.
Coffee, some order is restored.
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