ENGLAND HERE I AM COMING! 02.07.2010
-181 km from Staines in Worcester, or ... the madness ...
I did not sleep well, will pizza last night (pity), but this morning I feel 'murky'.
light breakfast, I think I'll stop in some way to the nearest ...
I head to Windsor, one of the many royal residences.
Arrive early and take some pictures, but in this' now the city sleeps, the morning silence is broken by the continued launching of the airport near Colnbrook.
He put the "horse d 'steel' and way to Oxford again climb starts to drizzle, I stop and I put the cape.
And 'a spray piogerrellina type but I can not last long and to dry quickly ...
Oxford is beautiful , monuments, gardens, shops, many tourists, channels where the English practice the canoe, immense parks used for rugby fields ... I'm excited but , spend a couple of 'hours, symptom that I did not really want to ride (ahaha).
At 14.30 I decided : some doubts after I take the right direction: WORCESTER !
Here you will find the 'last trip this hostel.
I know that is far away, but I try ...
take the A44 and pass a small-town-Broadway: stop at a gas station, I'm hungry and it's getting late.
However account the fact that here in the north the sun sets around 9:30 to 10:00 pm ...
The manager is a very nice young man, what is the chedi Worcester and he calculates the distance in km: .... cabbage I thought not: 50 km ... I begin to think that I'll stop f bears to Evesham.
I try to call 'hostel in Worcester, but the number is not responding.
Then Trevor (this is called the gas station) takes its telephone directory and call: ALIVE: the miracle of St. James!
There a room, confirm! And so then the twice the strength!
L and miles pass slowly, but passes through vast prairies, there are many horse farms with adjoining stables and riding schools.
Around 21:00, my horse (the bike course), are outside the city.
Crossing a cyclist - fortune favors the bold- , stopped him to ask for information on how to get to the hostel and he makes me a gesture with his hand as here. I follow him, we come into town and, finally, here is the View Hotel .
Ceno with Peter Bischton, photos, and exchange of mail. Hug him but ... I must take a shower, smell like shit ... :-)
And tomorrow fly to CHESTER
.... what a story ....
Trevor, the operator of the distributor
The manager of 'hostel
01.07.2010
England here I am ... or ... 'n do if it goes to the right or left ?
This morning begins my journey to Chester .. I know it will not be easy, and for language, for both distances: that anger ste 'miles, never go out ...
Childbirth and I understand now that will be a long and difficult day.
I deliberately left the highway for crossing roads and ordered beautiful country, but you go up and down as the carousel.
My daughter sent me the details of the course, I agreed that it will not be around for London, but that, I do not want to risk losing me.
Matdstone Directorate, Sevenoaks, Reigate up in Staines.
I find a hotel thanks to the instructions of an Italian, Paolo, who has lived here for over 40 years ago when the waiter and ask him where you spend a little less, is do a search on the internet secretary and I found the right place ... But here we are in Windsor, not to Ciarnin !
Today I have walked 171 km .