see you tomorrow

A longer walk today, make an experiment and take a bridge underneath the road. It is a tunnel, tubular, with corrugated walls. It is like a flat-bottomed pipe leading underneath the wide main road to Vilsbiburg.

For all that drama it actually leads nowhere special at all. To the left there is a metal gate in the fence, in front there is just the fence and to the right a tarmac road leading up to a forest. Maybe the last will be worthwhile, but not today. Turn back, go through the tunnel again. There is Racozki's fountain again, with the sign upon it saying that it is not for drinking.

Use the traffic lights to cross the main road and walk along the pavement beside the old barracks, which are now being used as social housing. After a hundred metres or so there is a side road which leads past the youth club, and the boxing club and the alpine climbing club. And the town's department buildings dealing with the affairs of young people. All stuck out here in the suburbs.

Now there is a road with smart houses and upmarket condominiums. At every entrance there is a sign informing the reader that this is private property and that there is no through way here. After another hundred meters walking away from the town centre there is a path. It leads through an estate of not so upmarket flats, and there are no signs. Walk through and arrive at the path beside the river. It is pleasant here, and one could imagine that this would be a place for a picknick at the weekend. The owners of the upmarket flats are possibly fed up with people taking short cuts through their property.

Walk all the way back to town along the river, crossing it once at a bridge.

The young woman at the café is as friendly as ever, and says

"see you tomorrow"

And later in the day, realise that the walk was nearly eighteen kilometres today.