Hearing thunder while in a tent usually means a ruined trip. But spirits were very high among the four of us, despite the ominous rumblings of the coming storm. We were set to start our ten-day bike trip the next day. We were in Passau, Germany, full of grins and camping equipment. It was my better-half, Delphine, her friend Laure, her boyfriend Christoph, and myself. Our goal was to make it to Vienna in ten days by bike, 320-odd kilometres, without being soaked to misery. And we made it, too, on schedule and without having to spend more than one occasion biking in the pouring rain. "YEEEEHAAAAWWW" I yelled, struggling to see through my rain-spattered glasses. Chris, close behind, was half-nervous and half-amused by the ride through the heaviest rain I've seen in years. The restaurant
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