The waitress offered us a huge lunch-to-go for the trip. It was so heavy I could barely ride my bike to the train station. It was time to say good bye to Chris again. The plan was to meet him in Schwandorf to then do some biking with him towards a town close to the border. We ended up doing wild camping in the forest because we never found a camping ground. That was a good, free night in the wilderness with 2 huge schnitzels and bread we had bought in a little village on the way. Best meal ever! We watched the fireflies until I fell asleep exhausted while Chris was typing the log of the day.