Well, Benavente is a horrible place without a soul but plenty of shops and a thriving industrial estate.
On my way in the first bit of graffiti that jumped out at me said Capitalism is Terrorism. It certainly terrifies me.
It took me 2 hours, 10km and a tear or to to leave it, circling round this horrid industrial estate full of lorries, windy and dusty and the feel of a storm coming in.
Occasionally I´d find a sign for a road I was actually allowed to cycle down, but if I followed it I´d invariably end up on the motorway sliproad or back where I started...
Eventually just followed farm tracks in what I guessed was the direction just until I´d escaped the sprawl.
Anyway, finding shelter with rainclouds on the horizon isn´t as simple as just an ok flattish bit of ground, so I kept going for a while looking for somewhere to stay- just a roof, anything, but there´s been nothing and now it´s dark so I´ve sheltered - sort of - under an overhang of hay bales, wrapped myself in bin bags anf now I´m going to try and get some well-needed rest; I ended up doing 140km today and would like to reach Palencia in time to get out again tomorrow.
Goodnight x
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