Arrived in Netherlands last night, we are about 2.5 hours from Amsterdam, flight leaves in teh morning...BUT! LAst night as we were winding our way to the hotel the Beamer quit..seems like it may be a fuel pump. Bedoiun is now attempting to find a "cure".
I had the fun of running up the Speedmaster up to 178 kmh yesterday on the autobahn. Fully loaded and into a headwind! That 865 really scoots a bit better than my 790 (but don't tell blue that!)
One close call in teh Czech Republic was passing a semi and a car traveing up around 100 mph crested teh hill and didn't want to pull over. Bedoin ran squeeze for me trying to buy me time by having the guy move over but he wouldn't! Bedoiun ducked in to avoid collision and as soon as I cleared teh truck the guy blasted by me never once hitting the breaks near I could tell. It was THE closest I have EVER been to kissing a vehical head on and I have had close calls in the past. Scarred does not encompass the feelings it generated, I actually thought it was all she wrote. But I guess it wasn't as close as I thought because i still had my mirrors!
More to come on the why's, the where fores and nuances of this adventureous oppourtunity I was given, yet to come.
I get home to the States tomorrow evening!
To Piper and Gooseman and Ahnke; Ver hurn der her, der vernder hern, der herdy gerty, ja?!
To the Brits, you Lads (n Lass) are Brilliant! Simply majic.
Pavel & Beita (spelling sorry) I would like to say, I never thought I would wish to see someone in Hel, but...I would really like to see the lot of you in Hel!
eddy
