We do the Münster Mash

The map showed a large car park right on the edge of the Umwelte Zone, so we were sorted.  The problem was Mrs TomTom.

“No, no, no, no, no!  You stupid thing!  The idea is to avoid the middle of town, not drive right through it.”

“Turn left in 100 metres.”

After adding several “Travel Via…” waypoints, Mrs TomTom finally accepted the idea that we would not be driving  through the middle of the zone.  We sensed in her voice that she was not at all happy about this.  We were on our guard, waiting for her to do something unexpected.  It wouldn’t be the first time.

Münster is a student city and chock full of bikes.  It’s the most fantastic sight for a pro bike person.  Bikes here, bikes there, bikes everywhere.  Our beefy mountain bikes did look kind of out of place against the backdrop of euro bikes, so we left them on the van and went for a wander instead, first around the town and then out towards the local park with it’s lake full of rowing boats, sailing dinghies and it’s grassy areas full of sunbathing students.

Despite being pretty much flattened during WWII, Münster manages to retain that feeling of being old, the churches and market area especially so.  But it’s a busy place and by the end of the day we were ready to hit the hills.  With the north of Germany being rather flat, hills is a relative term, but there was an area on the map that looked green, so we headed there, we headed towards Bielefeld.

Fridge Status: Dead, deceased, no more.  It’s an ex-fridge.  No amount of fiddling with the buttons was making it go cold.

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2 thoughts on “We do the Münster Mash

    • Hello, how was France? Rosana has been instructed to send postcards, although what usually happens is that we get home and she has stack of postcards that haven’t been sent 🙂

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