So I woke up on the animals allowed beach at the far end of Motril, and by some sort of weird evaporation/breeze process my whole "tent",bike,shoes and sleeping bad were wet, no humid,wet, with water drops on the ceiling so when I bashed my head waking up,it was a refreshing rain for me.
Picked up my stuff and made my way outta town quite fast, not much hills to begin with,got about 40km of up&down road in half of the day's distance, but that wasn't the worst, THE worst part was entering Almería....I havent felt so insecure in a long time.I and not racist, nor have any political&religious views,but seeing a town full of Romanian and black people in flip-flops,dirty&ripped clothes(I know,that's sort of fashionable now look at the ripped jeans)and I've seen kids running with front bike wheels running around...AND I doubt they were all at the same time fixing their bikes.So I decided to charge my phone a little in...You guessed right,in Carrefour.But this time I was disappointed because they moved the charging spots into the cafeteria(forcing you to buy something or feel awkward) so I bought a cola and sat down, but the charger was their cable and veeery weak...So I charged my phone to 20% and decided to trust some sorta Spanish blogger who said she slept in van in the Agua Amarga's beach.So it is 60km away,and I already cycled around 110-120km.So long day&large distance,almost full sun,AND TERRIBLE FREAKING WIND since I exited Almería....and halfway my phone died.GREAT -_- but I finally arrived half dead at the place, with my quads telling me, no more km today, the beach is full of people,but no tents,and neither any vans...and Guardia civil passed by.I sat down at beach-view restaurant(the only one in the whole town) and asked if they could charge my phone,the waiter was very nice agreed.But at some point I just broke down in tears, because I had no place to sleep,and a girl emerged from the kitchen and asked if I am alright, so I described to her my problem, and my whole trip,in response she brought her whole family(owners of Chiringuito el Tahairo) and told them,what I told her, so they took me to the back of the building and showed me a little room with kid sized bed in it, and a shower ...OH MY GOD!!!!!! I CRIED,from happiness! I unmade my terrible bags,searched for my tiny sized towel and leftovers of clean clothes and ran to the shower.Well this was definitely a HAPPY,SO HAPPY ENDIND.but then I searched at the bed and it was so sorts,a little short,but it felt like I slept in clouds.I woke up,went to the bathroom( a number 2 RELIEF)and searched for my bike...no one around,everything is closed.After a half an hour of looking I found my bike covered by a blanked with a paper sticked to it,wishing me the best of luck and lots of love, explaining the way out of the building,and saying that they prepared 4liters of water for me,fruits,vegetables and almonds for the way.HOW SWEET,I was moved, and I had no change to leave, so I wrote a note back saying how gratefully I am and how I will never forget how they helped.The best people, the happiest ending,and a very sweet morning
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