Next day we followed the coast east, enjoying the views.
Passing Monte Carlo.
Shortly after we crossed the border into Italy at Menton, we stopped here for lunch.
Seafood is always good
We continued along the Ligurian coast.
When we reached Genova I made a mistake. Instead of going around the town, I rode through it. Friday afternoon in rush-hour, bad idea... What a nightmare.
Well at last we got out of town and started climbing the Appeninian mountains. It started to get dark, and there was no hotels around. Thankfully this litte place turned up just as it got really dark.
Then it was the last leg towards Verona where we should get the auto-train. The morning was misty, giving a special feeling to the area we rode through.
Out of the mountains we crossed the flat and rather boring Po plain.
In Verona we got in line to get the bike on the train.
We shared the train compartment with 2 finnish guys.
The were quite nice, and didn't mind Nikolai fooling around with them.
Reaching Hamburg after 16 hours, it was on with the warm underwear and then hit the autobahn towards the ferry to Denmark. The bike seafastened on the ferry.
The it was just the usual ride up to Copenhagen, after 10 wonderful days in Provence.
That's all, hope you enjoyed.