Sunday, 18 August 2013

Sunday 18 August. Grieben to Tangermunde.

We stayed last night at Griebner Hof, really a group of holiday homes, a bit more like a motel than a B&B. We had to go down the road to another building for breakfast, but it was an excellent breakfast. Lots of fresh fruit and a massive bowl of plain yoghurt amongst many other things.

We were away on time for once, 9 am and set off down a long straight road (~4km) to Schelldorf. See the first photograph below. There were apple trees each side of the road about 10m apart. They were full of apples with lots already rotting on the roads. One dropped near me as I walked by. It made quite a bang. It made me wonder how many windscreens they take out especially at the speed Germans drive.

Schelldorf was an attractive village and we've provided a photo. The photo of the road sign to Buch is for William I of Das Buch fame.

For most of the rest of the way to Tangermunde we were walking on a paved way below the Deich/stop bank and there is a photograph to give you some idea of what our 'footpath' looks like. 

It was warm and pretty sunny to Schelldorf but fortunately from then on it clouded over making for a much pleasanter walk. We got about 5 spots of rain just before reaching Tangermunde after which it cleared up again.

It was only when Frau Barr mentioned the river Tanger that I realised how Tangermunde got its name! Much the same as Dartmouth or Exmouth I suppose. There's a photograph where you can see the Tanger in the foreground with the Elbe behind it.

We've taken lots of photographs in Tangermunde as it is a very beautiful old town.

Our digs are excellent with the best bathroom of the trip so far. This evening we both had good Greek meals in an Italian(?) restaurant. Even the wine was Greek but we were unable to get a Greek coffee.

We met some very nice people again today. A couple taking their dog out on a trial run with their bicycles. They had a small cart for the dog for when it got tired. We saw them later in the day in an icecream cafe and I asked where the dog was. My rough translation of what they said was that the dog was knackered after doing about ?km and was sleeping it off in their hotel room. It seems they had a successful first trial run.

The next couple we met whilst looking at some dead fish in the Tanger river. I guess they were in their late thirties. The people not the fish! We conversed mostly in German with bits of English for quite a while covering lots of subjects at a basic level. It was a very enjoyable chat.

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