In 2010, Stefan alias Etti alias “the king of bad jokes” and I went on a bike trip from Passau, Germany to Pula, Croatia. During 15 days on the road we cycled through 6 countries and visited 4 capitals. We cursed the Danube bike path, did not swim in Lake Balaton, and drank too much Vodka at the wrong time.
What you are going to to read is a “not-to-be-taken-too-serious”-travelogue about Austrians speaking in tongues, Hungarian Niki Lauda fans, bike factories that became a squat, mosquito pests, huge tits and an amount of flatulence that made Grasprom think about linking us to their pipeline network.
An image gallery with all the pictures of this tour.