ZOLLVEREIN, THE RUHR VALLEY, GERMANY

Up at 5am to a sundried morning, threw an Autobahn-ready breakfast into myself, swilled it with a double black coffee (black on black), and rolled the meticulously pre-packed motorbike out of the garage, eager to make the early morning ferry from Rødby, at the ass-end of Denmark, to Puttgarden, at the top of Germany, before the roads are clogged with 18-wheel road trains, force-feeding humanity's insatiable addiction to consumerism. I had packed the motorcycle the night before, to give myself an extra hour of sleep when I needed it most, because I knew the caffeine wasn't going to last forever....


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