What a great coincidence. We found a camp with a bunch of RV'ers from Italy, and went to Oktoberfest that night, where we rode every roller coaster at least twice, and had an absolute blast. We even found our way there and back on the Munich Underground, which we rode with hundreds of wonderfully funny, drunk Germans.
Earlier in the day, we had found the largest BMW motorcycle dealer in Europe, so we got some parts for Cory's bike (new instrument cluster) and some new tires for mine, which we also had mounted.
Our bikes got tons of attention from the customers there like always, only this time they couldn't believe that they either
a) still ran
b) was only 6 months old, for Cory's bike.
Our dirty, scraggly, beat up bikes look hilarious in the parking lot full of the shiny, brand new BMW's parked there.
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