Zlechov to Kyjov: Saturday 08 July 2017
Keep thinking I’m in Italy.
Cracking night’s sleep. Was it the fact that we slept snugly amongst the huddled orchard trees – apricots, walnuts and nie-wiems? Was it feeling less at risk of exposure to accidental humans stumbling across us?
This was stealth camping. Great spot.
Just outside Zlechov.
The town that doesn’t accept cards.
I’m in Czechia.
On we go…
What was I thinking bringing The Communist Manifesto as optional reading? I’ve read it – on more than one occasion – and found the statist conclusions, if not the analysis, clearly wanting on each of them. Some kind of reminder of a path not to follow? Some kind of continuity and grounding within this venture in liberation? Whatever, an inflatable-mattress-mate this does not make. Do widzenia.
1:33pm. Kyjov (three hours since we set off).
Emotions rose to the surface outside Borsice.
“Let’s go this way.”
“But where are we?”
“But where the fuck are we?!”
Need coffee. Food.
Czechia doesn’t accept cards widely.
let’s just get to Kyjov.”
The Holy Grail
a cash machine.
“Let’s go and eat somewhere!”
Three hours after setting off, six hours after getting up, we can eat and drink properly ☹️
Lovely town, though. Lovely.
Six days in a row riding. Three days in a row under canvas. That’s a lot for us, in our first week – technically, the second day of the second week, but, well … though our morale is good and spirits are high, our tempers are quite short when the simple things – ‘the simple things’ – don’t go our way.
I guess that’s good: if it were the major things like camping or riding the bikes that were a problem, that may be a more significant issue.
– ensuring we’re always carrying enough cash in local currency
– acquiring a hard copy of a map of the country and local area asap, so you have a
good idea of your general geographical position, not just your specific location
are just simple logistical details.
But ones that can have a huge impact on the quality of your day; as those little hassles can become major inconveniences when you’re just trying to pedal from one place to the next.