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For some reason it doesnt feel like the worst day of my life. Guess that can only be a good thing.

So the bike broke down. An electrical fault that this particular model is renowned for. The heap of shit is currently sitting in a customs shed at the czech german border.

So really i was very lucky that it putted to a halt literally at the border rather than any number of miles previously, in the much less hospitable czech rep. Mind you, if it wasnt for those crazies closing the MAIN road to pilzen forcing me to back track 60km and go via prague i probably would have made it to my hostel.

You can probably picture me standing at the border thinking ‘id fucking better not miss the race tomorrow!’. A joyous sight i was.

4 old german guys took pity on me, and luckily one of them spoke english. They negotiated with the border guys to store the bike there, and promptly took me to the nearest pub.

I think one part of the experience i will never forget is being alone in the car with one of the non english speakers, changing gears for him because his hand was busy with the beer we were drinking, while ‘land down under’ blared from the radio.

Danke indeed.

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