We must be getting organised. We were again on the way before 9:00 and after a little hassle persuading Lola that the local cycle way was a valid route began heading for the Hungarian border. After yesterday I decided that discretion was the better part of valour and agreed we would end the day in Mohacs the first town over the Hungarian border. A days ride of ‘only’ 65km. This gave us 2 problems. Booking.com showed only one (quite posh looking) hotel in Mohacs and claimed there were no more rooms available. The other problem was we had no money to buy beer or coffee once over the border
The money problem was easily fixed. We had stopped just over the border to eat a simple lunch sitting on a bench at the side of the road. We had not gone another 500 yards when a torrential downpour started. Fortunately we were just passing a filling station with a huge canopy. Cars as well as bikes were pulling in out of the rain. They assistant happily changed our little remaining Serbian currency into Hungarian. Then as we entered Mohacs we found an ATM and were able to withdraw enough to get us past Budapest. We found the hotel who thought we were mad for imagining that they may have been full. As so often our bikes were granted honourable status and brought inside through the elegant reception area to be stored in an unused bar.
We were flat out on the beds by 2:30. After an evening stroll round the pleasant town centre washed down with a couple of Tequila Sunrise at less than £2.00 each we retired to the hotel for dinner and bed