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-Cajarc-

I wake to the calming sound of a sixteen-wheeler pedal-to-the-metal screeching around the highway turns. Mm goodmorning to you to too mate. It was 8.51am – not exactly the mind-bending sleep in I’d been hoping for, but knowing I didn’t have to walk a step today definitely made it easier. Well, I’d have to walk a few; namely to the bathroom. Once that was taken care of, I got straight back into bed.

Eventually, I would have things to do; brush my teeth, shower, post some blogs, reply to people, wash my clothes, exist. But for now, I could lay and stare at the ceiling of my tent and pretend I was a continent or two away. Time to daydream, what luxury :] I stayed there until the sun came up properly, half an hour later, and promptly turned the inside of my tent into a sauna. Time for washing!

I grabbed my grotty clothes and my shampoo, made my way to the sinks. Shampoo is great for saving space; soap, shower gel, actual shampoo, laundry detergent, dishwashing detergent. What an invention. A solid forty minutes of vigorous scrubbing later, my pants finally stopped releasing brown water, and, happy with a dull gray, I let them be.

I set up my little washing line, positioned everything in the sun. My chores for the day were essentially over; I had the entire day to laze, and laze I would. My last rest day, back in Le Puy, had consisted of ten kilometres and goals – today would not be the same. My solitary goal was to move as little as possible, spend zero money (minus the cost of the campsite), and write. I had fallen behind with the daily updates, what with the terrible SIM card and that overbearing teenage melancholia and all.

So I migrated to just outside the office where there was free wifi, and spent the next four hours doing nothing but writing and uploading, moving one chair over every twenty minutes when the sun caught me. It was slow, and calm, and perfect. I need to stress that I did Nothing – this is already the end of the update. I wrote, took a (this time prepared for) cold shower, stayed up way too late continuing to write, ate some gummy bears, had a pesto tomato sandwich or two, and just generally lounged.

And there were upsides; I’d sadly lost Forclaz Girl, and hopefully I’d catch up in the next few days but it didn’t seem entirely likely, but who should arrive but Green Tent Woman! And three others I’d seen walking the day before. They didn’t seem to have tents, so I don’t know how likely it is I’ll see them again, but it was nice to keep at least one regular :]

So yeah! That’s the rest day complete – I know this was a bit of a non-blog but, in my defence, it was a bit of a non-day <33 I hope yours was equally relaxing, and I’ll see you tomorrow !!

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Day 31 – September 20th

Carjac

1.1km (I wasn’t kidding about the not moving thing)

~ 292.1km total (doesn’t count)

€10.77

~ €420.95 total (does count)

(656.8km combined)

(€950.18 combined)