We broke camp early and I was, surprisingly, not hung over although I think my reflexes were a little slow. The flat riding on the river bike path was welcome and the Mosel changed personality a little as we went upstream. Being a weekend, there were tons of cyclists and walkers, and the river was busy with fisherman from the banks and scullers on the water. The large barges and cruise ships showed up again, but not as many as the Rhine. The vineyards seemed to be on impossibly steep hills and the castles were not as frequent as the previous day.
We love this river because it is more relaxing than the Rhine. When we got to Bullay, we jumped on a train to Trier, the oldest city in Germany. The city gate, built by the Romans in the first century, still stands, and is the oldest north of the Alps. We expected an amazing street upon entering the gate but we were inundated with a commercial mish-mosh and a gazillion people.
We had no arrangements for lodging but managed to find a campground very close to town that had tent space. Even better, they had a Beer Garden that served food and large screen televisions for viewing the World Cup. We watched the 6:00 game but the crowd really started flowing in for the Germany-Ghana game at 9:00. Because we got there early, we had the best seat in the house. It was a great game, ending in a 2-2 tie, although I don’t think my German friends were very happy; we heard no horn honking after the game.