At the end this is, kind of, what the route looked like.
Not everything on bike, bits on ferries, bits on trains (specially France where the rain was bent on destroying my moralle)
As I write this I say goodbye for a couple of months. Marta is safe and dry, keeping all her strenght for when we start again on Spring. For me its been a great adventure, "a dream that is becoming true it's a true dream" someone told me; I choose to believe her.
What for me to do now? a lot to digest....
Not everything on bike, bits on ferries, bits on trains (specially France where the rain was bent on destroying my moralle)
As I write this I say goodbye for a couple of months. Marta is safe and dry, keeping all her strenght for when we start again on Spring. For me its been a great adventure, "a dream that is becoming true it's a true dream" someone told me; I choose to believe her.
What for me to do now? a lot to digest....
