Thursday, March 1, 2018

Not your typical day

    Today was no ordinary day.  Woke up to wind and rain; should I hold over for another day in Jerez?  On the edge,  my guts prevailed, go for it. If I have to I could always turn back.  Had a hearty breakfast realizing this could be a struggle given the ferocity of the wind, gusting to thirty mph.  Buttoned down and braced for the worst.  Trying to avoid A4, the free way which I am prohibited from using, the gps sent me down a dirt mud hole paralleling the highway.  Half washed out followed by a flooded stretch I turned back and braved A4.  The wind was simply to intense, especially with cars flying by. About a kilometer down the road I exited and contempted my next move. Hitchhike? Sure, but where?  I rested my bike on a guard rail on an entrance ramp and walked ahead to give the passing freeway vehicles enough time to see me but enough room to safely pull over.  Twenty minutes and a van miraculously pulled over.  A Spanish couple helped me load my bike aboard. Off we drove to the next town where they dropped me off at the train station. Grateful was an understatement.  The bike covered with mud, I bought a ticket and hustled over to track two. A thirty minute ride brought me to Cadiz. The sea was raging and the wind blowing stink. Along the way, a couple on board, the French husband who spoke English, struck up a conversation.  A good time was had by all. What a relief to make it to Cadiz.  Having made reservations at a nice hostel for three nights, I navigated my bike through the narrow cobblestone streets to my destination. Checked in, Sophie at the front desked marked out the city map where everything was located. Clean up took
a while and the hot shower was like heaven.  Finished my food provisions and sacked out for a hour.
What a neat town Cadiz is, very narrow street, beautiful plazas and a monster of a cathedral which I did the tour of for a hour.  A month here in the winter works for me, rent is cheap.  I ended the day with a delicious dinner off a nearby plaza, brandy to top it off.  Now the question is, should I take the ferry over to Moracco for a few days when I reach Gibraltar? 

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