Why don't you come on a ride with me. It's Pentecost Monday in Germany (federal holiday in Bavaria) and I'll be riding with my gf and her mother (73 yo).
Here's my ride for the day:
We began with a ride into the neighboring village (gotta love the solar panels on the farming barn!)
and then went down along a bike path next to the river (the bike path goes all the way from the Swiss Alps down to Rotterdam (on the Dutch coast.)
and ended up in Memmingen (small southern German city, which actually had quite a US presence after WWII ... you still see some American flags hanging at certain celebrations in tribute to post-war re-construction).
what's this, am I back in Texas? (I lived there for 7 years)...
nope, but the new owner kept the Texas plates for street cred ... it seems