Jelly legs again

I woke at 3.30am, so frustrated just lay and looked at the ceiling 😒

But it made it easier when the alarm went at 5.30 I was packed snd ready to go. I spied a bakery last night and a bun was what I needed, 5 mins later I found a cafe and coffee really is my friend.

As I said I was non plusses by the ride yesterday, today could not have been more of a contrast. Although mainly down hill the gorge I travelled through made my heart soar with joy 😊. The twists the turns, water falls cascading down, gravel and tarmac shared.

Half way down I stopped at a village most of the houses derelict but a small cafe with a few men inside. I asked for a double espresso. The owner spoke a few words of English…. football is always mentioned. As I went to pay he said coffee from me and try as much as I could he would not take any money. Once again my heart swells wit human kindness.

I pressed on as the gorge spat me out onto the plane I put my head down and rode on. I had a destination in mind. Everything was aching and I really had to focus. By this time the scenery was flat and bland. The route seemed to take me onto a motorway for the last 25 kilometers, and the guys looking on were not helping (ok so I don’t speak Albanian so it’s my fault) but I found a dirt road running parallel to the motorway.