I was up quite early. I didn’t bother with breakfast, just a coffee. Aurel and I went to his garage. His super tidy huge garage, with electric opening doors. I loaded my luggage, took a few photos with my new friend and made off down the cobbled street.
Ohhh it’s heavy
I could feel myself welling up, they were a hard couple to say goodbye to.
Focused again I was on my way to Fatima, winding my way through the country lanes. Each plot of farmland was alight, from the distant colours of the farm workers clothes
back breaking
. Getting to Lieira, which was two parts of the way there was easy. From then on, it was all the way up hill. Boy, it was tough. I was almost at the hotel when I thought it would make sense to get some provisions. I bought loads of fruits and nuts and a small chocolate milk.
The hotel was excellent value and the young girl on reception was even better. She gave me a free breakfast for in the morning. After I had settled in and showered and spent hours on the Internet, I thought it would be a good idea to stretch my legs before settling down for the night. I looked through the window into a rather nice coffee shop, that’ll do me is thought. I couldn’t help myself, real, melted strawberry flavoured chocolate, piping hot and in a glass. It was delicious, I was close to having another.
That was my day completed. It was back to the hotel for an early night. Tomorrow wasn’t going to be a tough ride, I just wanted an early night. No dramas, day over.
The Epileptic Goat 