Rotterdam --> The Rhine Valley
When we crossed the border from Holland into Germany it was almost as if every car found an extra gear that had been kept in reserve. I'm still not 100% sure about the speed limits, but on the big three lane motorways most people sat on about 150kms. At one point I was getting sick of people flying past us so I decided to see what Pete (the Rover we borrowed from Yvonne's Dad) could do. With sweaty hands and heart a-pumping we hit 190kms. But alas, we were still overtaken by two Mercedes and a Porsche. The Porsche literally flew past us, it scared the shit out of me and we never did more then 150kms after that.Needless to say, doing these sorts of speeds we reached our destination, The Rhine Valley, very quickly. We were going off a two line reference in our lonely planet book that mentioned a castle in a town along the Rhine River that was actually a hostel (first photo). It took a bit of guess work, but we found it and booked in for two nights.
We spent the next day driving up one side of the river and down the other. There were probably something like 20 castles scattered along the river side. Apparently in years gone by boats had to pay a toll to each castle they passed. These days most of them are museums or hotels and you pay to enter them not pass them.The Rhine was gorgeous, not what I was expecting of Germany at all. Probably the most beautiful place I've seen so far.
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