Woke up in the fog to a man walking his dog. Getting to Stuttgart today proved to be a little confusing and at times dangerous. Sometimes you've just got to keep on riding and hope you'll get there before you pass out. Such was today.
We passed through some really beautiful vinyards, but ending up getting lost on an unmarked bike path and going through some weird suburbs. When we made it into the city we used a payphone to call Michael, one of our couchsurfing hosts. He came to meet us and used a rental bike to guide us to his apartment.
Michael, his sister Stefanie, and Christopher and I went for some falafel and then went to sleep. They are awesome, friendly, have a great apartment, and make quite a beautiful family. Christopher and I secretly loathe them for being so apparently successful and put together. I'm sure that's not exactly how it feels to be a Kalweit, but they sure do exude awesomeness.
Both Chris and I have the same problem with our bike now. Our front shifter won't shift. Watch out, rest of europe! The perpetual granny-gearers are on their way!!
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