Day 22. Clocking up those miles.

Start point. “At the lake” camping, Goje, Poland.

Finish point. Terrassen Camping, Traisen, Austria.

Distance. 280 Miles.

Total. 4470 Miles.

Today is the day for tramping, ie- getting the miles on the clock, destination Austria. After looking at the map and the time I have left I had decided to blast through the Czech Republic and into Austria, trying to get away from all this flat straight road stuff and back to something a bit more exciting.

Within an hour of leaving the campsite I had left Poland behind and was on the motorway in the Czech Republic, the only way of knowing when you’ve crossed the borders are when your mobile provider sends you a couple of messages, other than that you’d hardly notice the change, more long straight roads, more fields and the occasional wood to drive through.

The old Sat Nav took me mainly down the motorways but for some reason every now and again it would take me off them and on to a quiet backroad for a few miles, this gave me the opportunity to see the village life but unfortunately it was similar to Poland and the Baltic’s, not really for the traveller or tourist.

I was going to head straighten to Salzburg but once I’d crossed into Austria and could see mountains on the horizon I just followed the road straight into them and at the first village I went through I saw a sign for camping so stopped and checked Google for more info and the campsite was literally 500m up a hill.

On arriving at the site it was beautifully layed out on rising terraces overlooking the village and valley below with the hills in the background for added benefit. Once checked in at a reasonable 16€ I found a quiet spot and settled in for a couple of beers and then it was time to head into the village for dinner, the campsite owner had recommended a good restaurant and after half an hour wandering around the village I headed there only to find it closed for the week. Not good, I’d seen a Kebab shop and also a Chinese restaurant and so I thought I’d try the Chinese. The place was quite large but the only customers were four elderly gent that looked like they had just come off the farm, not being too put off I thought I might as try it, you never know.

With absolutely no Austrian or German language to my name, and one of the waitresses very little English I was able to order what turned out to be spring rolls for starters and beef in black bean sauce for main, result, it was excellent and washed down with a few beers for the huge sum of 21€, Im starting to like Austria.

After my dinner it was a slow crawl back up the never ending hill to the campsite and the van, another couple of beers whilst sat out in the evening sun as it set was a pleasant end to the day.

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