Sagunto: "No Sleep Til'..."
Up at 7:30 am.
As everything is closed
there is no way to get a real breakfast.
Even if we find food and beverage along the road
it is very difficult to start a day of riding
with an empty stomach
especially when the road looks like an interstate.
| time | 1:55 |
| distance | 21 |
| average | 11 |
| maximum | 18 |
| overall | 157 |
This way of travelling is rather demanding
and not very rewarding.
The road is difficult during the day
and at night we are too tired
to appreciate the countryside
or to visit the towns in which we stay.
Today, on top of that
we stop at Sagunto for lunch
and to rest during the hottest part of the day
and we cannot find a quiet spot
to sleep.
I try to call Anne
but I don't know the international code
to go out of Spain
and I am too tired
to find someone who knows it.
I don't want to discuss with the inhabitants
who look at us like we are E.T..
Since this morning ride
I've been thinking of taking a train to Monaco
and stop the suffering
but I didn't tell Speed yet.
He believes that it will become more interesting
in one or two days;
and that our two riding rythms
will fade into one another.
Sagunto is such a desaster that we start riding again
around 3:00 pm.
| time | 1:31 |
| distance | 22 |
| average | 14.4 |
| maximum | 26 |
| overall | 179.4 |
It is almost cooler when we ride
because of the relative wind that we create.
We stop in Nules for a one hour snack.
| time | 1:12 |
| distance | 24 |
| average | 19.7 |
| maximum | 35 |
| overall | 214.2 |
Since we left Sagunto
we've been feeling better and better.
The apogee is the discovery of our night spot:
the beach of Benicasim.
It is the first night
that we almost have control
over what we do
and that we have
a sensible conversation over dinner.
We sleep without tent
in our sleeping bags
with the two bicycles stacked
between us.
Since the beginning of the tour
I've been amused by Speed's purse:
an empty tissue container in plastic.
Benicasim's urbanism is better
than the one we've encountered so far.
Here the usual seaside "wall" of buildings
has been deconstructed.
Each building is separated from its neighbour
by a negative space (Rudolf Arnheim would like that)
where garden, pool or tennis court sit
which allows the buildings of the second
and sometimes third row
to have a view of the beach.
yesterday
tomorrow