Fearing the worst this morning, we got up to find that there were plenty of clouds around, everything was wet, and the temperature had dropped, but at least it wasn’t raining. We packed everything away quickly and got straight on the Autobahn, heading up through Germany past Ulm, Stuttgart, Karlsruhe, and Kaiserslautern, and finally into Trier, the oldest city in Germany.
We initially popped across the border into Luxembourg, planning to stay there, but then hopped back across the border into Germany and stayed at what was probably the first available place to stay across the border, the Moselstuben in Langsur on the bank of the river Mosel. Run by an Italian family, it was quite a friendly place, but I managed to bash my head on a window while rather stupidly running up some stairs.
A couple of drinks and a nice Italian meal later and the pain had gone a way a little. Once I’d headed up to my room and was reading, I was a bit taken aback by a couple of local ‘air-raid style’ sirens going off. As a child of the 1970s/1980s, this was rather eerie and unsettling, and the rush of emergency vehicles that followed was a little unsettling, but as there were no emergency warnings on television, we could only assume it was a local emergency services warning. I was just back in the 1980s again for a short time.
Distance: 361 miles
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