After 1000 km of hard travel, I’m not even tired. But I decided to award Weirdo a day of rest because he looked like he needed it. Plus, our host is someone real cool called Gwen and wanted to spend some time with her.
We still took some time to go out in town to visit a baby-colleague and his stressed-out mom.
And, of course, some touristing around.
Tomorrow is big. We’re hitchhiking a minor highway through a sparsely populated area to connect with Uncle Franek in Brive-la-Gaillarde and ride again together to Toulouse. We can’t be late. I’ll probably have to kick Weirdo out of bed at first light.
Stay tuned. Awesome shit coming up.