Hours in the saddle: 5hrs 36min
Ooof. Well today was difficult in a very different way..the last few days have been physically hard, today it was mentally hard. It was a long distance over rolling plains..so very little distractions to pass the time and keep the mind and legs going. To be fair it wasn't as bad as it could have been..I was lucky there was very little wind and what there was was either crosswind or pushing me along. You'd think that it would be a great time for thinking and sorting stuff out, but no, my mind zoned out completely. To such an extent that I'd reach a town, then suddenly realise I had to do something at this town but had no idea what..mad panic glances through post it note and map..then all OK back to zoned out again...then repeat..
It is actually quite hard to write about today too..there is very little in my head for it. Just lots of long straight roads, and lots of road kill. Not nice road kill either (not that it ever is), the first was a little black kitten, the second a huge huge snake, and the third was a black cat. On the plus side I did see a live big lizard..it was about as long as my arm including the tail, and bright green. I felt I should perhaps stop and have a talk to it about camouflage as it was so obviously failing. I was also kept company by a new set of snowy mountains on my left.
For some reason taking two pits stops failed and I did just the one, which was quite stupid and boy did I feel it in the last 10kms, but nevertheless I made it to Salamanca. My new philosophy for riding into cities, is just to trust the signs for the city centre, get to either a big square or the cathedral, get an ice cream then work out where home is. It works quite well. Am sure chocolate ice cream is a perfectly good recovery food..chocolate milk is, so surely it is the same, no? In Salamanca this worked well, kind of by accident but it worked and I found myself in the Plaza Mayor..which is meant to be the most impressive in Spain. Part 1 done, ice cream shop then found. I asked for chocolate (minimally, the cycling screws with my linguistic skills for any language even my own), she asked what size..and all I could do was open my arms as wide as possible. She laughed and filled a tub with as much ice cream as she could, even apologising it wasn't more! Bless. I did get a few funny looks from people in the square, but honestly, I have given up worrying about that completely.
Salamanca seems nice so far. I know that's a pretty crap description but there really isn't much happening in my head at the moment to elaborate on that. I am here for two nights so tomorrow I can explore properly and give a proper update. I was hoping also to give a month in summary thingy, but I can't find an internet cafe to upload my Garmin data to Strava. I could just add it up manually I guess but I think that is far past my mental capabilities at the moment. So we'll see what tomorrow holds.