A morning spent sorting the bikes out, waving Nati off and mounting the saddles once again.
Very difficult getting moving, we are rested but the legs seem reluctant! A cauldron of goulash for lunch fuels a good afternoon ride and we arrive at a very quiet, but well advertised camping area in Dunafoldvar. Unable to slip back into the dehydrated soup routine after the glamour of Budapest we decide on pizzas in the town. Luke has to wait a few moments longer before receiving his ’family pizza’.
(notice the lack of deviant victory over the family size pizza, the shame apparently unbearable)
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