Lots of corn fields, Martin Luther everywhere, many hills, but few people and hardly any bikepackers. Made it beyond Eisleben, the birthplace of Martin Luther. On the last segment there were some bigger hills to climb, but I noticed it’s getting easier — yay.
Typically I try to find shelters to sleep in on OpenStreetMap, but in this region no shelters could be found. So I asked some firefighters, who were just eating lunch on the local football field, because it hadn’t rained here in over 6 weeks, if they knew any.

Instead they invited me for beer and sausages, a shower and to sleep on the soccer field or in the fire station, and refused any kind of return favour or donation. Thanks, guys!

So tonight I am sleeping on the sidelines of a soccer field. ⚽

I slept here.

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