DAY THREE… 54 miles (86.5 km)

We so enjoyed staying in our little apartment that we are fantasizing about abandoning the tent and just having a luxurious time staying in little houses along the way.

The morning was rather damp. Tim spent some time adjusting my brakes which have been sticking ever since the flight. We plan to visit the Jewish cemetery today, which looks like a feature from a Dracula film, and go to the paprika museum too. 

Atmospheric Jewish Cemetery

The only thing that redeemed the day were the amazing cycle motorways along the dykes above the Danube, looking over the national park plentiful with buzzards, little cats hunting in the grass at the sides of the dyke and even a red squirrel. Not surprisingly we were the only cyclists, because, although the rain was light at first, it gradually got heavier and eventually it was just pouring.

Wrong way. Very wet way.

We thought about camping …. when the rain would stop etc, but when we saw it continuing into heavier rain, we cracked and began to seek something more solid to stay in.

Damp day, with no other cyclists

We reached Mohacs and realised that all the accommodation was on the other side of the river, and that the ferry had just left. Seventeen minutes of waiting and sitting still in rain meant we got very chilled. We then began a hunt for somewhere to stay. All very expensive, but eventually we found a room which also had a kitchen and a kettle, so we made Poha and heated up a ready meal of Dhal. All was wonderful compared to the thought of camping with horrid wet things everywhere and getting wetter.