The Danube Biketrail is totally wonderful. It felt like I was flying as I made my way through the other bicyclists. And there are plenty of them: After days of not seeing a single bike tourer, they suddenly come in hundreds.

Unfortunately almost no one of them bikes solo, like me. I started to talk to an Austrian woman on her way to Linz, but we didn't have much in common, so I left her. I'm quite sure I don't wanna bike alone the next time I hit the road for a bike tour.

In Linz, I found Wiener strasse immediately. That's the street where the camping should be, according to the booklet. But could it really be correct that the address of the camping was Wiender strasse 937? Because where I was, it was number 3.

Well, it was correct, I realized an hour later. The Wiener strasse was apparently very, very long and the camping was hence situated about 20 kilometers outside the city center, at a little lake called Pichlinger See. It feels a little bit off; no bicyclists, only cars and caravans.

I won't bother going back to Linz to see more of that city. The camping is in the direction of the biketrail towards Vienna, so it doesn't matter that I had to bike a long way out from Linz.

I had planned to camp in Vienna as well, but now there's a very positive change of plans: I have just called an aquaintance of mine – actually a friend's friend – who live in Vienna. It was our first talk ever and he invited me to stay in his apartment for the 4 or 5 days I will stay in the Austrian capital.

That is just great! Just the vitamin injection this bike tour needed. I celebrate with a beer and read the guidebook about Vienna on the outdoor serving of the campings restaurant.