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Arrived in Zürich yesterday. Had a bit of a disaster-riddled yesterday morning.
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Wet morning. Most of my things were wet because I let water get on the groundsheet under my tent, and it just soaked up through the floor. Wet.

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I don’t really like ski resort towns, but due to inclement weather, I had to stay a day in Zell am Ziller.

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Reached the start of the Tauernradweg today (was doing it in the wrong direction), got rained on at the Krimml wasserfall, and the best spent €3.80 ever.

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Rain today, decided to rest after yesterday’s mountain conquest, and — more importantly — stay dry.

No such comforts for the pair of becherovka drinking, smoking, Czech cyclists camped next to me. They were touring their way back to Prague, and on a deadline. So they set up their tent during the rain last night, and packed it up during the rain this morning. What’s worse, they only had a drop left in their bottle of becherovka, and 500km to go!

Not much of interest happened today, except during one of my rests by the lake, I couldn’t help noticing the various recreational sailors, clothed in burkas, repeatedly barging an giant innocent promotional wooden swan.

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No time to write any other entries, but here is the high point of my tour so far: The Großglockner High Alpine Road. As you can see in the photo, all bags bar one were off.

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Today, a food crisis, unpleasant slopes, and the initial psychological conditioning for Grossglockerstrasse.

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Honeymoon over, today was my entry into the alps. I saw snow-peaked mountains in summer for the first time, and almost wore out my camera snapping pictures of them.

This morning I awoke to the sounds of campers trying to unbog their caravans. For some reason I gained a small amount of satisfaction from this. There was one caravan, with German numberplates, which was actually as big as the flat I lived in in Wroclaw.

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Rain today, was stuck in my tent. Took the opportunity to do the washing, drink coffee at the campsite, write postcards. Also read some of Anna Karenin, my objective being to finish it for the second time, and mail it away to lose the weight.

Was somewhat distracted in the evening by the American couple in the tent next to me singing “Do, a deer, a female deer.”