Today I tried solo cycling. I wanted to use the internet and do some things in the next biggish town, Vila Nova de Foz Soa- so to avoid holding anyone up I sped ahead and gt here early.

A taste of things to come- I kept trying to imagine my 2 friends weren´t following close behind, trying to picture speding through Spain and France with only myself.

We´ve covered quite a distance today, this time heading towards the storms not away, the wind whipping dust into my face as I struggle against it.

By the time I arrived, panting, and had done a thorough tour of the whole town in search of internet, the library had closed- I went a little way off route to see if the youth hostel did, found out the price just in case... checked in for the night.

Seems a shame to be boxed in fromm such an exquisitely scenic place, but after the intense drama of the thunderstorm battering our eardrums intruding our eyelids and seeping into our sleeping bags last night, and with 3 dodgy tums it just needs to be easy, just for tonight.

Nick´s laughing at me spraying myself and my bed with water cos it´s too hot.