Touring Europe by bicycle

We learned the importance of each person having our printed itinerary and some kind of identification. When our group became separated on the road, police located Mike and Patrick on Brighton’s beach, saying, "It wasn’t hard to find an American cyclist in a bright red hat!"

And we learned about hostel plumbing. "The toilet won’t flush," Jean said. "This one, won’t either," I answered. When I reported that to the "warden," he came without a word. He gave each chain a quick yank and they both worked perfectly. He smiled, put his hand on my shoulder and asked, gently, "Now, would you like me to wipe you up, Luv?"

Thus began a 69-day experience that enhanced all our lives.