This was my last day in Italy. We decided to visit Lake Braies in the morning and drop Federico at a train station in the afternoon. We shared a final meal together at a restaurant, and got to enjoy the perks of a menu that was both Italian and German.
On the way back to Germany, we drove via Innsbruck. Unfortunately we couldn't do much because it was getting dark, so we decided to go to the famous olympic bergisel ski jump. It was even larger than I thought. It was this large artifical totum sticking out of the ground, shadowing the city below. The gates were closed so we decided to tresspass. It was worth it. The views were spectacular and the sense of scale of this behemoth could only be properly appreciated by climbing to the top step by step. We must have sent off a silent alarm at one point, because we saw a guard park his car to check things out. Fortunately years of playing Splinter Cell prepared me for this moment, allowing me to dissapear in the darkness and escape safely.
After our close encounter, we decided to flee the country and head towards John's house in Augsburg. John's mother, who works as a nightshift nurse, prepared a dinner for us upon arriving. She is really a super woman.
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