
During these first weeks I was also working on improving my German language skills – learning all of the new words which have mostly English roots or are just adopted English words, especially from pop culture, marketing, and computer technology. Words such as kollidiert (collided) and komplettiert (completed). Mother and I speak a mix of German and English and sometime have fun literally translating the German compound words into English, i.e. for breakfast: Frühstück is “early piece”. Getting practice hearing the many distinct dialects found in Germany can also be a challenge.
The Euro money exists of 1, 2, 5, 10, 20, 50, cent coins, all being regulary used, as well as 1 and 2 Euro coins. If one doesn’t make an effort to spend the change one receives, one’s wallet will bulge with change very quickly.
By far the majority of German drivers respect the speed and traffic laws, especially in-town and give deference to pedestrians and bicyclists, of which there are many. Many sections of the Autobahn are now under speed control but in those areas where there aren’t any controls, one must continually watch for super fast, gas wasting, drivers passing in the left lane. On must always drive in the right lane and may never pass on the right. Fortunately, trucks are limited to 100 km/h (62 mph) and, believe it or not, the trucks obey the law because of serious enforcement and large penalties. Thus if you want to drive a relaxed speed and not worry about the crazy speeders in the passing lane, just join the truck convoy in the right lane, save gas, and smell the Diesel exhaust. The German roads are also full of signs and one could keep busy just looking at them rather than driving. There are two standard non-Autobahn speeds, 50 kmh in city and 100 km outside of cities unless posted otherwise. One of my favorites is the “end of prior restrictions” or freedom sign.
So, after a few introductory weeks of re-immersion into German culture, I was ready for some total immersion and sightseeing. I saw an ad by Radweg-Services.de offering rides all over Germany as well as France, Holland, Belgium, Hungary, Austria, and Italy.
A week bicycle tour of the close-by Main river valley seemed like a good start.


German hotels are a little different than the ordinary chain motels in the US. Beds, for example, had no bed covers to remove and had no top sheet and blanket for cover. The German cover is a completely enclosed quilt. I always wondered when they last cleaned the covers and blankets, one is exposed to in the US.

German toilets are different also. They are typically low flow, dual flush or start-stop flush, i.e. you control how much flushing you need. Showers are tiny, all having the removable shower head on a flex tube. One peculiarity I haven’t figured out yet is why the light switches to bathrooms or WCs in Germany are always outside of the room. One could sit in private on the loo or be in the shower when someone mischievous comes along and turns off your light. It can’t be to protect yourself from the 220V electricity because they have hair dryers and outlets in the bathroom. It must just be a regulation on the books and we know by now that regulations must be followed. Ja!


In between these two cities lie many villages which are known for their beers and wines. This is Franconia and though it’s a part of Bavaria, don’t call the residents Bavarians. They feel themselves as distinct. The trip goes from the Beer Franconia, where many grain fields are located, to the Wine Franconia in the narrow Main valley with its steep slopes and many vineyards. Most of the vineyards are small and privately owned and each will have its own wine cellars and tasting rooms. Some villages are a collection of local wineries.

One particularly nice historic town was Volkach where I stayed in a hotel going back hundreds of years. It was right on the town square with the local church, Rathaus, fountain, and many outdoor eating and drinking venues with happy children playing into dusk. In all villages I stayed in there were always the church bells informing me of the time, except during sleeping hours, 12 PM – 6 AM, in some places.



The type of trip I was on was self-guided between lodgings. This gave me an opportunity to explore at my own pace and will but didn’t enable socializing with others. Typically, family groups or male or female or mixed groups of elderly people sign on to this type of Gucci biking trip. It wasn’t cheap, averaging around 100 Euros per day (not counting train transportation there and back) which is about twice my average cost experience on my US trip.
