Another Cotswold picture
The nice old lady finally woke up and did not hit the table with her teeth. I did my shopping and i had lunch just after leaving Glocester. Weather was good again, and after the previous day long walk I deserved an easy one. I walked North looking for the river again. At the end of the day, before gettting to the pub, a very nice southern continous wind was blowing, in the severn plane; very nice scent as well.
The Severn from Haw Bridge
It was raining when I woke up but it quickly stopped. The walk was gennerally boring, just lots of planes by the river, with farms. Worth mention Upton Upon Severn, nice village, where I got more donations and bought some medicines for my throat, that was not feeling too bad, but i really don't want it to get worse considering what i am doing. It's better now.
Before getting to Wolcester got another £10 thanks to the flag. I found a B&B, had a deserved shower and dinner and went out. I booked a ticket to the cinema. I saw Hancock, entertaining, not great. I also saw Quantum of Solace trailer, nexst Bond film' and that really looked cool!
Before the film I updated my diary in a lovely Austrian pub. They had Franziskanen. "Heaven, I'm in Heaven..."So far I am feeling very well. Having blisters but they are healing quickly.
I have noticed a slight change in people; they are different here compared to the southwest country; can't explain it. I have also picked up a different accent that I can't neither explain nor reproduce, but it is deffenetly different.
My camping field near Hurtlebury
This morning, monday, I woke up quite early again, and I am plaining to walk to a camping west Dudley.I am starting to feel a bit like a "rolling stone": just head north, and walk, and bit by bit the walk is being done. Don't get me wrong, there is nothing bad in it. I think I am just getting used to it, and the rucksack is feeling lighter and lighter, so I guess I am getting stronger.
I am looking forward to get to the Pennines. I think the scenary will be so much more interesting there.
That is all for now.
All the best
Carlos
3 comments:
Hola Crlos, me ha encantado entrar de nuevo por aquí, veo que has tenido de todo, madrugones cansancio heridas, noche durmiendo poco, buen y mal tiempo... pero tb fiesta, conciertos, amigos, admiradores de tu hazaña y mucha mucha cerveza
me encantó ver la foto del ciervo, y mas leer que era de verdad, y que no se asustó ni nada! parece que estaba posando y todo
yo este finde me voy al festival de ortigueira a mimetizarme con las variopintas tribus urbanas, costras, perro-flautas, pies negros, y fumetas en general, a ver si salgo viva
un besazo galleguil y quidate mucho
Holaaaaa!!!!
Soy Olaya..... no sé si es que soy muy torpe con el inglis, o que el traductor del gugel es una patata, pero no nos hemos enterado de la historia de tu amiga la homless, y los dientes clavados en la mesa....(era algo asi, no?).... cuéntanosla en ispanis!!!
Dice mamá que cuides los pies y la garganta.... y que no bebas tanta cerveza, que te vas a convertir en un alcólicu....!!! Jajajajaja!!!
Ánimos y pa´lante!!!
Hola Reich.
Cuidao con los pies negros!!!!
Lo de la seniora de los dientes era una que se quedo dormida delante del ordenador, y lo del homeless era uno que habia inconsciente en la entrada de la biblioteca que creeyeron que era mi colega... de verda que no llevaba yo tan malas pintas...!!!!
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