The following morning dawned bright and sunny. It was looking to be another excellent day. We loaded up the bikes and went to the front desk to pay our bill. While there, we told the attendant that we had two bikes in the underground garage and asked her to open the garage exit gate for us and make sure that it stayed open for BOTH bikes. She said she would be happy to and would watch for us in the camera. We paid the bill and walked down into the garage to the exit gate. We lined up front to back and I hit the button for the attendant to open the gate. It opened and I rode through followed by Kim. However, just before she could ride through, the metal gate slammed down hitting her on the head and knocking her off her bike into a concrete wall. I quickly ran down to Kim who was crawling out from under the bike. I picked the bike up and pushed it to the top of the garage exit. There I stood with Kim's bike with people walking by and no-one offering to help. It was very strange. All over Europe, people had been so friendly and helpful, but here in Trnava, Slovakia, people walked by staring at her bike and me without saying a word or slowing down. Oh well... Kim was OK aside from a little headache so I pushed her bike to the front of the hotel to check out her bike for damage. Luckily, it seemed that there was only minor damage and only the mirror was broken. I pushed the bike to the front of the hotel waiting area to take a closer look. Ultimately, it was just the mirror, so I broke out the duct tape and started the job... Good as new! Sort of... We got back under way and headed for the Czech Republic. We stopped for fuel at a gas station and found this on the door... A life sized picture of Stefan Svitko, a Czech Dakar Rally Competitor. It was great to see someone from Rally racing so prominent!!! Fueled and ready to go, we made our way northward through rolling farmlands... and some small towns... Until we decided that it was time for lunch. We pulled over at a small roadside cafe and sat down. It wasn't long before server came over and asked us if we wanted anything to drink. We asked for Cokes and within a couple of minutes, she returned with this... giant tureen of soup... We hadn't even ordered yet, but it seems all guests first got a bowl of soup on the house!!! Let me tell you, it was very delicious. I mean really, really good! It was sort of a beef barley soup, but frankly, I don't actually know what kind of soup it was. When we had taken some and put it into bowls... It was quickly brought to other tables for other patrons to sample. It was just an awesome experience! Through the magic of photo geo-tagging, I can even tell you that the place is located in Tesov, Czech Republic and is called Motorest Stepan on Route 490 (click here for link). Lunch was pretty good as well, chicken with vegetables on pasta. But the soup really made the meal, and what an awesome tradition! The remainder of the day's ride was quite nice and before long, we were at a little house we rented just outside of Bolatice. The back of the place looked like this... Perched on the border of a field in a small neighborhood, it was a nice place to hang our helmets for the night. The views from the back porch were pretty nice as well! We chilled for a while and I did some routine maintenance on the bikes. By evening we were getting hungry so we decided to walk and wander into town to see what we could find. Along the way we found some interesting stuff. First there was this little house with some very unique topiary... There was an woman tending to the topiary as we walked by and we tried to chat, but really didn't succeed other than to communicate to her that we that her work was awesome. We had a bit of a difficult time finding a place to eat, there was only a bar with lots of people inside and out with no place to sit. We didn't see any food either. We were just about to resign ourselves to a dinner of powerbars and nuts, but next door to the bar, was what we thought was a convenience store. It turned out that it was really a takeout place. So dinner consisted of these... washed down with Coke. They were actually really good. Sort of like a gyro in a pita pocket. Oh, and if we were extra thirsty, next to the ordering counter we found this... The place had snacks, coffee and alcohol! The gyros and Coke was enough, so no snacks or alcohol this time. On the way back to the house, I saw a very large white dog resting beside a house staring at us. I didn't recognize the breed, so I decided to take a picture of it. He/she decided that it didn't want his/her picture taken and without a single bark, growl or whimper, do this... It started running towards us barking as it ran so I don't have any more pictures of the dog, we were too busy getting to the other side of the street. I still don't know what kind of dog it was. Back at the house, I started looking for a Ducati dealer so that we could buy a new mirror for Kim and get her front tire replaced. The closest one was in Lodz, Poland a good sized city. So after a nice evening, in the morning we got suited up and headed for Lodz. We were in and out of rain during the day so I don't have much in line of pictures although I do have some from our lunch stop. Now in Poland, we stopped at another roadside cafe. The menu was all in Polish, but luckily for us, it had pictures of all the meals available... One of the items looked like there was some kind of lizard available. It turns out that it was trout, just not a very good picture of trout. Ultimately, lunch seemed pretty traditional Polish fare with lots of potato, like potato pancakes with cole slaw... and potato with differing types of slaws and chicken with an egg on top... The weather started to clear as we neared Lodz. It certainly is a good sized city with city traffic... But it wasn't much of a hassle. We settled in to a large chain hotel for the evening. It was more upscale than we had been staying in, but we were in the city. Still, it was a nice change... Dinner was upscale as well with white table cloths and... "candlelight"... Mmmm... fancy... Tomorrow, we'd head for the Ducati dealer to see if we could get a replacement mirror and new front tire. Until later!