354 to Lux City u Godendorf 9.7.2019

The later the night the colder I felt, but in a way or other I could sleep until 5:30, which is a lot anyway, because I guess I had been falling asleep not much after 21:00. When I got out of the tent (to do what had to be done) I could understand quite well why I was feeling so cold, because it was that cold. And wet, without rain. So my cycling short was the same like directly after washing in the evening, only colder. The toilets were without paper and I profited from my habit to collect all paper napkins in restaurants for emergency cases and this was one. The light in the toilet room was an automatic light, but only reacting to movements outside the cabins which made the experience even more interesting. At 6:30, they opened the washrooms where I spend some time to warm up, charge my phone and write this first part of my diary. The plan was to warm up and maybe even dry my cycling shirt, too, but only after at least having warm hands…

I didn’t feel warm but more and more people came to the washroom and I had finished what I could do on the PC in such a situation (writing this and roughly cutting some videos to safe space on the drive), so I packed my tent and went off.
My first stop was at a supermarket. I found Belgian chocolate, but I also found German BIO (=organic) chocolate and without knowing, which is nearer in that case, I bought BIO (+fair-trade). I also could get cookies and soy pudding and I even bought 1l of mixed juice and drank it completely as my first breakfast.
Then I went on to Lux-city and cycled around there by chance and sometimes following signs.

On a hill opposite to the old town is the center of the European institutions and I wanted to go there from the side, not directly by the big bridge, and by that see more of the older parts of the town down at the river.

So, I had to climb again the hill on the other side. I visited some spots on that side, called the Kirchberg, too and when I was ready to go to Madeleine’s office, I also got a message from her that I better come to the office to get her key, so I can go to Godendorf independently. I told Mr.G that now I want to go to that office, and he told me that I am off the route, but he generously would bring me there. I was too grateful and not suspicious enough, just made a small check and thought, oh that office must be in the valley down of Kirchberg. And now I followed one of the silliest detours of my whole trip. As I later saw, the office was just a short way behind me, nearly on the same road, ON Kirchberg. But Mr.G sent me back to the old town, down the valley and again up the hill of Kirchberg. This was 7km and 127m climbing.

Even now I cannot laugh about it. Maybe tomorrow or next week. Of course he didn’t send me to the right side of the building, so I had to go around the block, but maybe this is partly my fault, because I might have just clicked on the building when I planned the tour instead of typing the address.
Madeleine came down, gave me the key and went back to finish a workload that had grown bigger than expected, because originally she even wanted to go by bike with me.
So I made those 40km on my own and on my way I had a problem like on my first day in Iran (see day 049) but no one to help me. A or some cogs of my small front gear are bent, and I couldn’t use it anymore. Luckily, the rest of the road was not too steep, and I could go on with the other gears. I came to Madeleine’s house before her and started with my daily digital work until she was back home. Then we controlled the fridge to see what must be eaten and had a big dinner with 1/2 kg tomatoes and many other things. Then Madeleine packed her stuff and I continued emptying the fridge turning those things into food for the trip. Then we changed the route for the first day and it was 1a.m. when we came to bed.