(The nuns we stayed with Wednesday night lacked WiFi and so did last night’s hostel, so you’re getting this late…)
The storms blew over during the night, leaving us a humid but mild morning to ride in.
Donauwörth to Dilligen was an easy 35km, mostly away from the Danube through flat farmland. Found a tiny village bakery for coffee enroute, then Martin got a flat on the rear tire of his Brompton, which wound up taking about an hour to sort out.
Dilligen is a nice smallish town and our lodging for the night is an actual cloister run by Franciscan nuns. The rooms are clean and only double occupancy, the dinner was lavish and they sell cheap local beer, so the sisters are running a good show.
Off to Blauberen tomorrow, a full day at 85km, but it is supposed to be a lot cooler, 24 C max.
Obligatory religious joke, apologies to the nuns of Dillingen Kloster: Why don’t religious buildings have WiFi? Because religion can’t stand dealing with an invisible power that actually functions.
Thank you, try the veal, I’ll be on my bike.
