Going international
Yesterday I crossed the border for the first time with this owner to Germany. It is the country where I was born, but that I do not remember. I tried to speak my best German but they did not understood me looking at the blinking lights. I liek the German Autobahn, although I am too old to joint the young hipsters on the left lane. However I could take the hills and maintain a good speed not to be a roadblock for the big truck guys. The night I stayed at a closed parking at a hotel.
Today we started early, after the usual checks we continued our way, we had about 360km distance for today. When entering the highway it was all yellow license plates, a lot of Dutch people on the road to a holiday destination in the south of Europe.
On the road around Strasbourg, the French were slow, so I took the left lane. Maybe I got my first speeding ticket… Just before midday we arrived on a camping in Ribeauville, France. We had a nice spot in the shadow, a good location for me to rest a few days.