Not my favourite day. It was clear that it was raining all day and I needed some new spare tubes. I packed again quickly in the morning and got going. That night I camped at a farm. And they had goats, specially baby goats, and a lot of other animals. The smallest baby goat actually escaped through the fence and I caught it and carried it bag. It was just a day old. Carrying baby goats, I could happily all the time. By now I must say I do really love to live in the tent. Fresh air, and I feel actually very safe in there. So safe that I even listen to podcasts about serial killers...
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Nice little bike ride. Sometimes it’s a bit shorter, actually too short, but always takes a bit of planning with the camp grounds. Yesterday, rest day. It was simply raining too much. Glad that I did this, I don’t need to torture myself. Going up north now, direction Tours.
Roads here are simply beautiful. Again some little hills, nothing wild. And vineyards, vineyards, vineyards. And the flowers are coming out for real, spring is coming.
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