Before leaving Lindau Island i located a pharmacy where I could get my 3rd pair of reading glasses. On the first night in Paris my folding pair from Wally's World (real store in Yuma, AZ) broke. I bought a new pair but they must have fallen out of my pocket somewhere. I've been getting by without them but doing the blog has been a little hard. With these new ones, bumped upfrom 1.50 to 2.00, I'm finding reading and writing a lot easier. Oh, the joy of growing old.
I did alot better today on not getting lost or off route. Still did a couple times but I blame that on the guide book's author. He decided that an alternate route at the Bodensee was more scenic. The R2 route follows the southern coast line but the book recommended the northern coast, which isn't as well marked.
I don't know how scenic the southern route might have been, but the northern route had plenty to enjoy.
Before leaving the island i was able to make a new friend to share breakfast with. She even came back for seconds and thirds.
The island is small so I decided to explore a bit.
Getting back onto the alternate route was easy since the route included the island and there are only 2 bridges connecting the island to the mainland.
So off we go!
I saw a lot of these signs and thought they were protecting a specific bird's nesting area. Turns out the word means "landscape protection area." Like i said, Germans like to smash several words all into one.
A real live Californian Sequoia planted in 1880. We have one like that in Salem by the office I worked at.
Suspension bridge for foot and bicycle traffic
The Little Mermaid in someone's yard. I was tempted to go into the yard for a better picture but my better sense over ruled that... this time.
Pretty bike trails. Some are paved and some are gravel. The gravel ones got my bike real dirty when it rained the other day.
I briefly visited the Zeppelin museum at the Meersburg waterfront
Good thing I didn't spend much time at the museum. I had troubles getting the right ticket for my ferry ride to Konstanz.
The pointy end of the boat
The partially true story of Imperia is that she was a prostitute during the Council of Constance (1414-1418) that largely influenced priests and royalty of the council. She is seen holding what may be representations of the Pope and King. The real Imperia lived 100 years later but the prostitutes of the Council were a real thing.
Finally in Konstanz I used my extraordinary navigation skills, over the next hour or so, trying to find my hotel. I think i actually passed by it once and missed it. Street signs aren't great here.
And here I am for the night and ready for more adventures tomorrow.
I'm so curious about what that pole with all the circles and artwork is!
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