I organised myself a short 80km day today. So after eating my usual 4 yoghurts and pack my bags. I felt rearing to go.
Downstairs the hotel owner gave me a bright envelope with a little cash in it. He said it was tradition. I was deeply touched.

I didn’t have far to go for my morning coffee. The woman serving said no hot coffee so I opted for a sweet iced one. I’m now a fan. I also have fallen for a Vietnamese coffee chain called Milano Coffee. Not like me to be susceptible to chain shops but 🤷♂️ that’s the way it goes sometimes.

The road was flat and I pummelled the 80kms to the Lavender Hotel just after midday. The lady gave me my room key and I immediately asked for a meal. So I showered and ate eggs rice and a little vegetables.
I spent the rest of the afternoon lounging on my bed. I’m resting my legs, honest.
Then just after 5.30 the hotel owner brought me a meal. Brocoli, beans and mushrooms, rice and a very sticky rice thing, with a chilli 🌶 soy sauce. I really cannot say how much I enjoy rice with soy sauce.



