The tent thing didn’t go so well, ended up sleeping on the pavement outside a bank. It was raining buckets and was pitch dark, this little dry corner just called out to me. Amazingly slept just fine, up early and 15 miles later here I am in a stupidly busy hostel. Got my firt puncture, a sliver of metal puncturing my heart and tearing me apart 🙂 stuck a patch on the tube and was rolling again in .5 of an hour, seems ages but there is no point in rushing these things. Read some of my book. I am going through a book every 2 days, thank heavens for book exchanges and thrift stores.
How would Sir like his steak? Like my ASS tender and raw, actually not so bad so a day off tomorrow will be what the doc oredered. My friend is Sudocreme 🙂 I can’t recommend British Columbia enough, just stunning and Canadians are really cool people.
Felt a bit lonely this morning, waking up on concrete will do that, a week ago I was at a wedding with min askling in Sweden, funny old life.