Lobberich

I walk back to Lobberich in the dark and chain my bike up on the square in front of the church. Now what? I entre a Italian restaurant and ask for directions to the nearest train station. 'There isn't on here,' was the response. 'You need to head to Breyell'. 'Ok,'I say, 'and how far is that?'. 'About twenty minutes by foot.' They give me some basic directions and off I head.Читать далее