We had to leave Czech Republic through the Big Gate that in our case means the least common road. Guess what… We found it.  From Prague, to avoid E55 highway we took a parallel road 608, kept going to Lovosice and took the road along the Elba River (30), so nice. In Ústí nad Labem we took the 528 and 248 up to Petrovice at the border and… Hallo Deutschland, aufwiedersehen Tschechische Republik.

On our way to Germany, Dresden was our destination but… to large of a city, so we found Meissen 30km to the north, a small town with history and beauty; known worldwide as a  porcelain manufacturing place. With an amazing Castle and Cathedral up on the hill. That day was so hot and German biers where so cold…

Leaving Meissen a road was closed and we were so lucky that ended up on a road that crosses a small town called Rottewitz, this is definitely “The Best Road to Berlin” ever. Then we took the 101 and got lost again getting into Berlin while trying to find “different” ways to get to The Berlin Wall Memorial.

I do not find a word to describe Berlin, it is a mixture of nice modern and old architecture and a heavy source of historical pain. What a city, what a heavy baggage…

We enjoyed the city on scooters, it was great, Ale was the Queen of the Berlinerstrassen. A lot to see.

Our general plan was to cross Germany straight to the west heading Amsterdam, afterwards we would come back to this special country that I fully respect and like.

Which way to take? Where to sleep? We did not want any more big cities for that moment and we needed to scape a bit from the heat wave. When planning our routes we begin searching for lakes, river basins, mountains and places with history; we found the perfect zone 250km away from Berlin, the Harz Mountains, We took the road to Brandenburg and Magdeburg and ended in an incredible medium size town called Wernigerode.

During the eighteenth and nineteenth century this area got a mythic reputation related to witchcraft and mysterious events. After two nights and good food, we left this town trying to cross and circle the Harz Mountain Range. We passed by a place called “Hexentanzplatz” which translated to English would mean “Place where the witches dance” we found several closed roads closed and at the end we realized that we were going around in circles; our next destination was another City of tales...

Do you remember the “Pied Piper of Hamelin”? We rode 130km and enjoyed a beautiful city that we never in our life expected to visit. Next day, Amsterdam…