Again a late start, I think we need to get a little more militant about our morning routine, the snooze button is used far too often. It was a short day today because we were only trying to get to the hotel stop. If you remember from previous posts, a man in Zonguldak gave us details for a hotel in Gerze. The journey there was much better, the hills are mere slopes in comparison to before and I have started to enjoy the process of travelling by bike, I even look up now when I am travelling up the hills rather than down at my legs willing them to keep going.
We stopped on the way at one of the many roadside cay houses for some supplies and an icecream. Tea was offered and as always it goes straight through me and I needed the loo, the loo I went to has never seen a loo brush and the stench was something else, I tried to hold my breathe for the whole procedure...I came out gulping for breathe and the chap, obviously knowing that his toilet gives the nose a pounding, gave me the sweetest smelling rose I have ever smelled.
We arrived at the hotel and it was pure luxury, an evening of backgammon, Al Jazeera tv and gazing at a thunderstorm over the Black Sea followed.
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