DAY ONE

Meeting in Weiden 

Today I took German Rail to the edge of Germany - to a spot 29 km from the border with the Czech Republic to be precise.

With German Rail this is not always as easy as it should be. Renowned for being late and cancelling trains at short notice, I too, was affected. Originally I had wanted to be in Weiden at 3 p.m. but my train was cancelled in the morning due to personnel (the driver?) being sick at short notice - but then it was a Sunday!! At least it was announced early enough.

Why Weiden!

My friend Rolf loves driving. And if you had a modern Mazda MX5 maybe you would too! He has driven it all round Europe and last year we travelled through Poland together. This year he opted for a trip to Romania and asked me to join him. I never say NO. As he had to travel from Hamburg, Weiden was a convenient meeting place.

The train that was cancelled had a warning - expect high number of passengers - so, obviously, the intended passengers had to travel on the later train which I had to travel on as well. To say it was full is an understatement. BUT, it arrived in Nuremberg on time and I changed trains successfully, arriving in Weiden 45 minutes before Rolf.

With Rolf came the rain: which was a pity as Weiden centre looked very pretty, had lots of outside restaurants and bars and would have been lovely in the sun. We found a space under a large umbrella but were advised to go inside by the very wet and bedraggled waitress. It was a complete surprise. The restaurant was huge inside on two levels and downstairs we discovered four vats for brewing their - very good - beer. I can recommend the Braü Wirt in Weiden - and the beer goulash is great, too.

We spent some time eating and talking before getting out the map and planning our next day. So it is off to Brno tomorrow with one or two stops on the way.


     


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