Today was the first day I cried. I prepared for possibly the most easy ride so far. Just shy of 60km and basically no ascend. It started well, but then I had to change direction a bit. Going more North/West. And man, the wind. It was blowing into my face for the whole time. Several times I was almost pushed off the bike. And that is really not fun when you're on a busy road. I had to change route, but this was so painful. And the weirdest thing is that nobody seems to recognise the struggle you have. But going against wind is the most unrewarding thing ever. Going up, you get views. Going against whirly headwinds, you get nothing. I got to Avignon though, and I actually really didn't like it. But there was still a great ending to that day, meeting an old colleague of mine.
Another highlight of the day. I got my own toilet roll. I arrived in Camping Land.
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Today I got what I asked for. An easy ride, with side and tail wind. Such a great change! I possibly said that already, but the bike routes here are great! Mostly not special streets, but small roads. Hardly any cars! I can very much recommend that. All of a sudden a lot of bike touring people around as well. Often super well equipped and somehow a little unfriendly, or I don't know how to describe it. But I met as well a 68 year old lady today who's biking down from Norway. Lots of luggage but good fun to talk to. I'll stay put tomorrow here, but will bike into the Camargue. I want to see white horses and pink birds!
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