Peggy helped me to get my fresh-packed bags down to and on the bike and soon I was gone…
For my first break (today I wanted to divide the 124 km into 52+41+31) I bought some food and could fill up my bottles for free. The temperature was pleasant and only later I wished to have the short bike trousers, because it started to be hot, at least in the sun. For those who want to know, I had been to the toilet at 6:00 and even after arrival at Mark’s house, I felt no need to find the restroom although I had been drinking 3 liters and “eaten” another 0,5l in my Muesli. (Sorry for those who didn’t want to know).
The road again was very pleasant and belief me or not, I had tailwind sometimes! Only 2 or 3 short climbs slowed me down, the rest was most of the time more than 20km/h and including my 2 breaks and all those often long stops at traffic lights (although I must admit that I ignored some) I arrived after 7,5 hours without extra efforts to be fast, except when I tried to keep behind a guy on a racing bike.
South-side is sunburned… 
East-side looks good! 
Some names of regions or cities are the same like in China and reminded me on that continuous slight pressure I felt in an un-free country although it nearly didn’t affect me directly.
When I arrived, Marc was sitting in front the house and a-waiting me. He showed me a room at the top of the building. He is on the 2nd floor [that would be the 1st one in Austria because we start at the ground floor with “E” for the German Erdgeschoss (=ground floor)] and his parents on the next level.
They had had a accident with their motorcycle and some injuries on shoulders and knees limits their agility and so, Marc has moved to them. They are still so nice and caring persons and extra came up to the roof to bring me a blanket and a pillow and several water bottles.
Marc showed me the market and then we shortly went to his “old” garden that looks completely different.
Mark has some medicinal herbs 
and chewing gum taste
The worst thing for me: there are no more dragon fruits! First I had to accept that it is not the season for mango, and so no mango sticky rice available (I had been waiting for that since 2015) and now this – life can be so cruel sometimes…
We will come back for some work tomorrow morning.
Mark invited me for a dinner and then I sat down to – you know it, because otherwise you could not read it! – write my diary.