Germany bodes me farewell with the same attitude he has shown me throughout my adventures here. That is to say cold, dreary, and drizzling. The train is now zipping through Austria and I spy many a cute little hamlet and farmhouse, calling out wanting to be explored, but none that I have an ear for. No, I am not in search of a transient rural hideout from the miserable weather. I am in search of total escape. South I go until I feel the warm embrace of the majestic sun. Only then, once I have felt that warm caress of sunlight will I slow down to romp with the summer.