The fastest day. Way is flat, surface is good, and we have wind from rear too. So, high speed and low fatigue.
Obviously, as usual, half of the day is under rain. Today it is not heavy, but wet. Very wet.
Arriving in Emmersdorf, two of us decide to look for a zimmer, needing a warm night after all these last days of water-summer. The third goes in the camping, instead... there is a bit of nervousness, and at the end he decides to reach Vienna alone (terminating there, like it has been already pre-arranged, his trip). I'm sorry.
The zimmer is very very very good. There is heat! And there are two bedrooms and a kitchen too. And there is the window, that window with the view on Danube... I pass all the following hours of the afternoon and of the evening in front of that window, looking the space outside... the waves which go slowly... always different but incessant... sometimes a boat appears, and it's like a celebration... an emotion, and an event... and sometimes a biker paints that picture, with its typical cyclic rythm of movements...
That window opens towards a fable. The fable of my dreams.
