Today’s goal was to do get to Turin, only 100 km to get there.
Woke up at 8 and I spent the next hour messaging people on warmshowers, while eating breakfast. I then managed to leave the campground at 9h30 and started my long journey towards Torino.
Chased by the rain, I often checked satellite weather maps in order to avoid getting wet. I stopped for lunch in a cemetery next to castle in ruins, and Noé video called me to keep me company. On the menu, the leftovers of yesterday’s dinner mixed with today’s breakfast. Only 45 km left, but I hear thunder I decide it is time to go.
The mountain roads have been replaced by kilometers long straight lines that become very monotone. The afternoon was a challenge but I am starting to get the rythme of the bike and the gears.
The last 10 km are brutal, not physically but mentally, I am in the heart of Turin, it started raining, and with the traffic in the city I have to say focused even with the fatigue crepping in. I finally arrived at the campground at 16h, and after checking in at reception, I noticed there is another bike traveller here. Let’s try to go talk to them..
He is from France, and is doing a 6 day trip in the Italian/French alps. After talking for an hour while our phones are charging in the bathroom, we split up to get dinner. Since I have no gas to cook left, I decide to get Pizza at a restaurant, and do some phone calls to speed up the wait and not fall asleep at the table.
Time to go to bed, hope I sleep more than yesterday, and after 1 episode of better call Saul, I turn off the lights.
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