Breakfast at Wiffany's

9am
Heading out of Czechoslovakia and the snow is falling heavily and temperatures are dropping inside the cabin, but unlike most Coyotes our heating works and we have plenty of sleeping bags and duvets in the back so it is like a luxury hotel room. (albeit a stinky one).
Breakfast is taken at a motorway services where we meet up with other Coyotes. Tales are spreading about one team of guys in a Fiesta who were pulled over for drinking at midday following the German Grosse Nacht Out! Arrested and fined 270 Euros by the cops.
Breakfast in Germany can be quite an experience one dish called a Knacker was ordered by one of our guys, consisting of a foot long wurst sausage smothered in Ketchup and curry powder. It is sure to add an extra dimension to the next ten hours of driving.
Marcus who has driven almost all of the miles so far has relinquished his throne and Graeme has volunteered to take over duties.
Macca is now part of the back seat gang and is hoping to get some shut-eye.
Hmmm.....