This a late post for day six (Thursday) but there's a couple of good reasons for the delay. We left Melk quite late since we were trying to figure out how get cheap train tickets from Vienna to Prague for the next day evening. The Czech railway website wasn't behaving and after an hour of trying to book the super cheap tickets we gave up and started riding.
The plan, like the day before, was to take it easy, and depending on where we reached by 5pm find a place to stay for the night.
The Donau route took us through the Wachau valley, Austria,s wine growing region which is littered with vineyards and wineries and little outlets selling their own produce.
It was therefore a day on which we put aside riding rule #5 (the one about not mixing drinking and riding) and stopped in at several places to sample wine, even buy a bottle(which was quickly polished off later in the evening), learn about why cheese and wine go together so well, and sit under apricot trees and sip the Wachau local.
By 5pm we had done a measly 45km and reached Krems where we managed to bag a cheap room at the second hotel we knocked on. The fact that it was cheap, was located bang in the middle of town and offered complementary breakfast and offered a safe place to store cycles (even if it was where Count Dracula also slept) far outweighed the fact that the place was run by the most crotchety set of old women and that it looked like the hotel that Hans Christian Andersen and Dracula would have designed had they run a partnership in the hospitality industry.
For dinner we decided to give pigs and the local cuisine a break and do what all good Indians do when they miss home food – go find a Chinese restaurant and get some chilli chicken and fried rice.
Maybe it was the Chinese, maybe it was the Wachau brew or maybe it was just the weird statues and dolls displayed around our room, but we all had strange dreams, mostly involving ghostly medieval Chucky-like dolls getting up to no good.
Tomorrow - Vienna waits for you.
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