Day 7: Mannheim

In hotel room in Mannheim. Feet are hot from walking. Eating the last bits of chocolate and drinking a beer from the late-shop. It’s late. That was the last bit of chocolate. The hotel is nice enough and I was allowed to heave my bike up two flights of stairs to room 25. I’ve since been informed that the next road is the red light district and I’m in a great place to score drugs but it all seems pretty fine to me and people have been friendly.