Well, I must say BMW Chur did an outstanding job of fixing the leak.
Not only did it start leaking again before I even got back to Munich, the sump plug is now leaking as well! Yay!
I’ve given the bike back to BMW Zentrum Munchen now so… Hopefully Fred will sort me out! Go Fred! He’s our man, if he can’t fix it… Well.. I’m kinda fucked really!
In the meantime I’m back at “The Tent” in Munich.
It’s a nice place, dead cheap (€7 a night!) and the beer is plentiful and pretty bloody cheap as well!
Though on that count I think I’m going to take some time out for a while, as I’ve been drinking every night since I broke my leg.
Perfectly normal behaviour for a holiday!
However with a “holiday” as long as mine it starts to tax ones liver, paunch ones belly and add up on the beancounters.
Must… Not… OOOH BEER!
I’ll be good!
Except you don’t wait for them, they wait for you, or not as the case may be.
I’ve been twiddling my thumbs for weeks in Munich, Rotterdam, Amsterdam, etc waiting for something to do.
Finally I get my bike back (today, hopefully it will make it more than 2 miles without pissing oil all over the place!) and I’ve got four deadlines to meet and can only make 2 of them!
Tomorrow morning I’m meeting a chap from ADVrider.
Midweek I was supposed to be meeting a Canadian chap I met in Rotterdam in Prague to catch up.
Thursday I was supposed to be meeting the son of one of my aneasthetists (from when I broke my leg, I’m not addicted to Morphine, honest…) in Berlin.
Saturday I’ve got a tour of Chernobyl first thing in the morning.
Now, this should in theory all be possible, if I trade my BMW in for a MiG…
As it stands I’m going to have to drive from Prague straight to Kiev, do not pass Berlin, do not collect local beers or contacts.
Only appointments I’m gonna meet are seeing Martin tomorrow morning and the Chernobyl tour…
Sorry guys!
I hope the photos of Chernobyl make up for it!