Stage 11: From Uraiújfalu to Keszthely

On the way to Lake Balaton, I just wanted to have a coffee and a sandwich for lunch. Instead, at the café in Sarvar, I got a Jägermeister, cow brain on toast, and a teddy bear. The crazy warm-hearted man next to me at the counter, who turned out to be the owner, wanted to invite me and let me try some local 'delicacies' when he saw my bike. With broken English and a lot of good mood, I left the bar again after almost two hours, before continuing to Keszthely on the rather touristy Lake Balaton. Many signs can also be found in German here. In my small but fine accommodation, neither English nor German was spoken, but of course we understood each other anyway!