Tiny bits of gravel crunch and pop under our tires as we roll across a hard-packed dirt path, just outside of Ingolstadt. Traffic is bad, really bad; a midweek holiday and long weekend have conspired to pack Germany’s usually efficient autobahn tighter than an Oktoberfest biergarten. So we’re taking backroads on the return to Munich, which doesn’t really explain why we’re on a mostly deserted bike path — or what happens next.
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