Leaving Wroclaw was depressing as hell, not helped by the fact that it was blistering hot, our bags and carts were heavy, and other than ‘on the main road out’, we didn’t really have any clue where we were going.
On the way out we stopped for Kieran to reorganise his cart, and a cyclist pulled over to ask what we were doing (hey Jarek!), and then tells us about his cycling all around Europe, which sounded ace (hope you can save some money for next year!).
Not much happier about the cart situation, we made it to a bit of woods not far out of Wroclaw with a restaurant nearby that had wifi. We stopped and went to drown our sorrows in social networking for the evening.