Leg Distance - 36.89km
Leg Time - I have no idea, forgot to stop the timer, reckon about two and a half hours
Total Distance - 982.85km
After doing the best part of 400km in a week I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that I am feeling like shit today. Of course, not having had a good night sleep since, oh I don't know, leaving the Falklands (uncomfortable beds, polyester blankets that I am allergic to, barking dogs, snorers, air raid sirens... take your pick) and a mild bout of food poisoning in Lebu that kept me bedridden for the best part of a day has all taken its toll. Unsurprisingly I'm not in the best of moods either, the last couple of places have been quite unremarkable by previous standards, (the only exception being Lebu, but as I mentioned I had limited time to appreciate much else aside the ceiling of my room and the toilet), so I seem to have fallen into a bit of a depressing downward spiral of wanting to move on - having to rest - spending more time in shit places than I'd like to - wanting to move on etc etc.
I should point out though that the catalyst to this was without a doubt the place where I stayed last night, both the most expensive and the worst place I have had the misfortune of sleeping in (and believe me, the bar was already pretty low after Osorno) since arriving in Chile. A bathroom straight out of Japanese POW camps doesn't really bother me that much though, I always knew I was on a budget so I shouldn't be surprised, but it never ceases to piss me off when places are run by miserable bastards who obviously hate other people, like yesterday's was. As some sort exercise in irony, this one had "friendly family atmosphere" on their sign - compared to where, Mathausen?
It probably wouldn't have even bothered me a week ago, but I'm considerably more irritable than I was last week; part fatigue, part impatience to get to Valaparaiso and Santiago, part not knowing what route to take in Argentina and Bolivia and I suppose part loneliness too. Still, I'll be breaking the 1000km mark on my next leg, so things could be worse.
Leg Time - I have no idea, forgot to stop the timer, reckon about two and a half hours
Total Distance - 982.85km
After doing the best part of 400km in a week I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that I am feeling like shit today. Of course, not having had a good night sleep since, oh I don't know, leaving the Falklands (uncomfortable beds, polyester blankets that I am allergic to, barking dogs, snorers, air raid sirens... take your pick) and a mild bout of food poisoning in Lebu that kept me bedridden for the best part of a day has all taken its toll. Unsurprisingly I'm not in the best of moods either, the last couple of places have been quite unremarkable by previous standards, (the only exception being Lebu, but as I mentioned I had limited time to appreciate much else aside the ceiling of my room and the toilet), so I seem to have fallen into a bit of a depressing downward spiral of wanting to move on - having to rest - spending more time in shit places than I'd like to - wanting to move on etc etc.
I should point out though that the catalyst to this was without a doubt the place where I stayed last night, both the most expensive and the worst place I have had the misfortune of sleeping in (and believe me, the bar was already pretty low after Osorno) since arriving in Chile. A bathroom straight out of Japanese POW camps doesn't really bother me that much though, I always knew I was on a budget so I shouldn't be surprised, but it never ceases to piss me off when places are run by miserable bastards who obviously hate other people, like yesterday's was. As some sort exercise in irony, this one had "friendly family atmosphere" on their sign - compared to where, Mathausen?
It probably wouldn't have even bothered me a week ago, but I'm considerably more irritable than I was last week; part fatigue, part impatience to get to Valaparaiso and Santiago, part not knowing what route to take in Argentina and Bolivia and I suppose part loneliness too. Still, I'll be breaking the 1000km mark on my next leg, so things could be worse.
Hey Rods,
ReplyDeleteJust found your blog thing, all sounds very exciting!! I can't believe you are actually doing it...am so very very jealous.. Sorry to hear that you are feeling down in the dumps.. just think, instead of doing what you are doing you could be spending your days living in a two up and two down desperatly trying to remember the last time you had a good night out!!
Take excellent care of yourself and don't forget to wash and dry inbetween your toes.. (what is very good advice.. given to me just the other day by my Gran).
Wendy.