Well, shortly after yesterdays blog my mobile rang, and it was my dad calling, from a mobile phone... Means nothing to you, means something has gone wrong to me, and boy had it gone wrong!
Essentially, they were on a motor rail train hat stopped, the attendant told them they had an hour, so hey went for a short walk, back in plenty of time to find the train... gone. Yep, car, clothes, passports, everything, gone. They were bundled into a taxi to catch up with the train, but the taxi went to the wrong station, they found when the train didn't arrive.
Cue the phone call and the ensuing efforts to find a way to get them from Bruchsal in Germany to Basel in Switzerland, trains, planes and taxis (OK, automobiles) all failed, as did the battery in their phone eventually... Cue a very late night and little sleep, before getting up early for a mountain biking course. Stop Crashing 1 with Ed Oxley of Great Rock.
Great day! I can't do anything I couldn't do before, apart from rolling a significant (to me) drop off. I am however much better at everything I could do. Smoother, more efficient feeling. I am now however knackered so, parents have a plan, and I need to ride more, so night night :-)
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