June 20, 2014
The first ray of
sun shining on my tent was enough to make me burst out of my tent before the
heat cooks me alive. I was packing when I found my front tire flat. I replaced
the tube with a new one, packed up, had coffee with muffins, and took off.
Fausto was ready ten minutes before I finished packing, so he had started. I
thought he would be waiting for me on the main road, but I couldn't even see
him way ahead on the road. He had gone!
After three
hours of riding on a flat road in heat, I reached to a village where I saw
Fausto who had bought some instant noodles. After filling our bottles, we were
off again. After another hour or so, I got to another
village. Fausto had bought some pasta, so we
rode out of the village and took a break to cook lunch in the shade. It was
about three thirty when we packed and left. After two
hours, I saw a monument on top of a hill by the side of the road. I stopped to
check it out. There also were two guys on motorbikes from the Chek Republic. We
talked a little bit and took photos.
It was 6 o'clock
when I got to a village and found Fausto waiting for me. We filled our bottles,
looked for a camp spot, made pasta, and prepared to sleep.
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