We woke up half past nine (way too early), ate the "all you can eat" breakfast in the hotel and then headed to the town to return the citybikes. (Actually I (Mika) also made some snacks to take with us on the road).
And I put on the best hichhiking shirt. (Mika's opinion)
Maybe if the girl looks as refreshed as the shirt. So I took it of before going out.
We found out that the bikes weren't so free, mine cost 31 euros and so it would have been cheaper to rent the bikes for 12 euros from the AO Hostel. Next time we will know that it won't be so cheap if you're don't remember or care to change the bike in every hour. (Ofcourse we tried to argue that there was an error in the system but this time the customer was wrong.)
And some really bad errors with the Citybike cards. I couldn't get any bike in the morning, so we had to go with one bike to return the card. Some of the cars that went by were honking the horn and maybe thought were trying to kill ourselves. I was able to imagine how my skull would have been shattered on the road if we would have crashed.
We went back to the hotel, wrote a few couch requests and checked our emails. At five o'clock we were ready to leave from Vienna and get on the road again. We had to take a metro to a better place to hitchhike.
Well it started to rain when we got out of the metro.
Luckily one guy from Frankfurt was ready to take us quite soon. He was transporting Madonna's playing devices back to Germany, Nürnberg, but we dropped out in Linz before he turned of our route. We had some language problems again as he spoke more Deutch than English. (Damn I should have continued my Deutch in the university).
From Linz we got a ride to Salzburg. The ride was from a nice Hungarian guy travelling to the airport for a flight. He told that the job situation in Hungary is bad and he was going to work for a couple of weeks there.
Mika and he agreed that he would drop us to the souther part of Salzburg. Well I thought it was in the middle of nowhere. At a small road, they told me it was right next to the big autobahn. There were some really scary green lights showing the way to a bigger gasstation on the bahn.
"Lets take a picture where we look scared"
Mika was hungry again and we desided to eat in a little restaurant next to the gasstation. I thought it was a misstake, as my salad cost 7 euros and Mika's wurst with the salad only 5 euros. And the salad was really bad. I think the woman in there was really selfish and a bit wako as she looked so content of getting a lot of money from me. I will never go there again.
(The salads were in a winegar sauce so not fresh. I ate it happily as I thought that it was an Austrian way wurst with salad, I think she was too tired and had to explode at someone, luckily not straight at me. To be honest her salads were four euros and she just took from the same table couple of marmelade packets and liver sausage that wasn't included or marked anyway to not be included...)
Monday 30th
We spent the night in the tent, again behind a gasstation. In the morning we tried to leave early, but it took a while before getting any rides.
Mika had even time to buy a nice neck pillow.
We were hitchhiking to Innsbruck in front of the border to Germany when the police came to say it isn't allowed. Well, maybe it can be dangerous if somebody wants to stop quickly on a highway. So we went to ask for the trucks, but most of them were waiting somekind of ticket to let them go. (The tull) Finally one guy desided to take us, maybe it was because I looked so frustrated and sad, but still I managed to smile a bit.
In Innsbruck we walked trough the city, bought some new clothes, ate lunch and then got a ride out of the city.
The first woman!
We found a beautiful lake and a resting place for people on the road.
Well, we got a ride from the first man we went to ask, not bad at all.
He took us to the Europe bridge. What an accident, there was opportunity to jump a 192 meters high bungee but ofcourse the guy, who would like to have our money for that, wasn't there.
We tried to call him twice but he didn't answer.
We stayed a while in Mcdonals as there was the internet. In the evening we started to hitchhike towards Bolzano.
The physic teacher from France on the way to Milano, thought it would be better to drop out in Trento to get to Madonna di Campiglio from there. We didn't have a couch for Bolzano and so couldn't find any reason to stay there.
Mika:
The teacher drove the autobahn and he had to make some road payments for it. When we got near Trento and started to look for a place to stop there was only one exit after Trento on the south side of town. We got out on an office area on the south side. We desided to start heading to the center ofcourse HHing while walking.
Well after about hundred meters around the building that we dropped of at I saw some guys practising Krav Maga. I immideately felt the urge to join their practise. Well I asked could I join and we started talking. One of the guys talked good english and everybody of them were really helpful. They were actually just ending their practise of defending against kicks with legs.
Well anyhow we got help as first they told us how to get to town by foot. But then they desided that we should wait for them to clear out and they will give us a ride. As Yanilov always is saying "if you wear the same krav maga t-shirt you are on the same team and should help each other in trouble..." :)
We got some advice also on what to see in Trento.
The Krav Maga guys took us to the Hostel and we said many times "gracias" and "ciao" before they left.
There were three tired bicyclists outside the Hostel, also looking for a cheap room to sleep a night. They have been bicycling the whole day trough the Alps with mountainsbikes. When it came out that it would be cheaper to sleep all five togehter we desided to share the bigger room.
We were reallyreally hungry and went to eat outside our fruits and croissants. MIka was more hungry than I, and so we needed to find a pizza for him.
We also had time to see some nice sights of the town and finally got some food in our stomachs.
Mika ate his pizza happily even it had a little bit parmesan.
Tuesday 31th
When the bicycle dudes were still laying happily in a bed, we left for a little morning run. (I didn't even dare to ask do they want to join).
It was actually nice, not too hot yet, people were on their way to work and we couldn't get lost as the town was so small. (Well I actually took the openstreetmap to N9 and used ecoach)
The breakfast was just big enough, luckily we paid 3 euros extra for the bigger one.
We desided to continue towards Madonna di Campiglio, but first of all, we needed the gear for climbing. We were told that in Trento there were few sportshops that might have sold or rent the gears. So we started to search them. The best offer was about 100 euros per each, basic stuff. Even though we didn't find any information recarding the prices from the website of Madonna di Campiglio or even from Google, we desided to just leave, see and hope that they rent the gear cheaper over there almost at the top of the mountains.
(I also was a bit frustrated as I would have liked to leave the backbags at the youth hostel and not carry it around while looking for the gear.. She didn't feel the same and we desided to carry the bags).
After having checked the timetable of the bus, we went to eat - actually in the same restaurant from where Mika had ordered to take away the pizza without parmesan yesterday evening. This time it was pasta's turn without parmesan and I took only salad as I wasn't so hungry yet.
We were just in time to get the bus. The bus took us to Madonna di Campiglio after couple of hours of mountain roads. Yeah, we gave up the idea that somebody would have given us a ride there.
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