the Autobahn and our trip to St. Goar Germany. St.
Goar sucked. That's right, there's no way around it,
the town sucks. It rained. Some little St.
Goar kid punched me for no reason. Cuckoo clocks and
beer steins are boring. But we did go wine tasting
and on a river cruise on the Rhine to see the Lorelei rock
and the vineyards. Wine country is beautiful but I
think all there is to do is pick grapes there.
look fat in St. Goar. Behind me, the
worlld's largest cuckoo clock
Dinner was at the hotel and the lack of life in St. Goar
(it might be a town invented and owned by Contiki) meant
that we weren't leaving the hotel. The night in the
hotel bar helped the group to gel and it was the first
time I had hung out with drunk Australians who thought I
looked like the kid from American Pie.
Things I learned: the bus has a limiter keeping it from
going over 100 km/hr, which is 60 mph. No wonder why
other busses were passing us like crazy...
World's Largest Beer Stein