When you’re on a holiday, You can’t find the words to say, All the things that come to you, And I wanna feel it too, On an island in the sun, We’ll be playing and having fun, And it makes me feel so fine, I can’t control my brain
When you’re on a golden sea, You don’t need no memory, Just a place to call your own, As we drift into the zone, We’ll run away together, We’ll spend some time forever, We’ll never feel bad anymore
Approximately Three Hundered Kilometers of Mixed Terrain with Maxed Company
Leave the city to take a long ride home. Grab the bikes and bags for supplies: a few kits, casuals, snacks. Escape by train to Villach at the Italian border for three days to Wien.