Today Madeira. Earlier this year, the Isle of Man, Bornholm. Long after my months of serious walking in the Alps. So different, in every aspect. But I want to walk. I will not give up.
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Our room. We had loads of time, but I didn't mind we had walked only for four hours, my knee hurt and after having a shower I this time succeeded in buying rain trousers, a nice pair of "Montura" pants. We then had an assortment of cheeses and some white wine before - once again - having a pizza. Then it was scopa again and bed. The plan was for me to go up to Barmasse in the late morning, and not further, because of the bad weather forecast predicting rain and thunderstorms.
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