At almost 10 in the morning,I start my route again,but the wind is still making me feel like I'm cycling in place(what is wrong with this weather for god's sake)
And somewhere around km70 of today's distance, I decided(it was almost 13:00) that no way, I am to mentally and physically broken to do 150km today, I am googling the nearest decent place with caravan parkings and that's it, turns out there was some parking and small coast-town 40km away,so, hardly,but it can be done.
I drove over a snake on my way, which almost took my teeth away from the impact, what a tough son of....I thought it was just dead skin,but I stopped afterwards and he was all ok, making his way into the woods... wtf?!?! I wish I would be this ok when someone drives over me.
Cool band,french(so I feel like I belong here while listening to them, and my phone music app know I'm in France because swear to god, I have maybe 10 songs of The dø, and I hear them 20% over all the other songs(around 600)
Anyway, as it has happened before,I arrived at Port La Nouvelle, this place I chose and the spots for caravans are literally right behind the beach, whats the problem? Nobody sleeps there, because the water at night gets up to there,yeah WHAT?! I found out after asking local people.
Tired,desperate and unhappy, I start asking random people do they know where I can sleep, most of people at restaurants just look bad at me and say they don't have an idea,and the rest are people who drove here for the beach, and don't live here...
But suddenly I see a young women in her front patio of the house talking over to her mum through the balcony, and I though, why not? I will ask them if they know, and my inexistent abilities at speaking french, didn't really help, but after few uncomfortable hand signs conversations and my spanish-french attempts, it turns out Rebecca, and her mum speak English, are Swiss,and come here for two weeks of holiday,every year,they said if I really don't mind I can sleep into their patio, and shower, and wash my clothes.Tears of joy emerged as I left my bike, unpacked my stuff, wore a swimming costume, and went to the sea with them(water was SO,SOOOO freezing, and I never though me,a polish person, would say that) but the sun was still nice at 19:00.Then I was offered a warm shower and some fruit to eat, hung my clothes to dry, and we spoke for a while about their adventures, i commented some of my experiences so far, and thanked a dozens for a safe shelter to sleep, to what so was told instead of the ground I will be given a bed,awwwww!!!! That allowed me to totally relax, and their neighbours, a reeeeeally polite elderly couple invited them for "Aperitif",(I didn't really know what that is, but it turns out to be a nice evening of snacks ,talking and catching up, so sweet)and I got invited.
So there was a German family,me,my hosts, and the elderly couple who also spoke german.it was fun, between the bare minimum I understand in french(thx to Spanish/Latin) and German that I had in school(I know how to count to 20!!) I was forcing my brain to understand.time flew to like 9 pm, we said our goodbyes.I ate, and engaged in large conversation with Rebecca and her mother(I am so sorry for not remembering her name!!!)and few moments later,I was given twenty euros as a sponsorship, so I can eat better, or sleep somewhere else than parkings,or just buy equipment.of course at first I tried to deny it, cmon they are already being so great and giving me a bed,shower and washing my clothes...but they really wanted to and I was surprised, tired and most of all happy.How kind!!! How amazing, speechless is how I felt. After being offered a warm camomille and any food in case I want some, I went to sleep, charged my phone and battery...Ahhh what a lovely end of the day!!! If only this happened everyday(but then I guess it would be too easy)oh well
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