After a rich sushi dinner my spirit picked up and I went for another walk. Bath is actually better than alright. It has a nice riverfront and the Archaeological Museum of the Roman baths were interesting.
In good spirits, I left the city next day and went the scenic route towards Stonehenge. On the way, outside Avebury, I passed a field with a giant white horse marked on it. After some research on the internet I found out that there are several of these horses inspired by one really old horse marking.
If you like to read more about the original horse I recomend the Wikipedia page.
Next stop was Stonehenge, and it was just as touristy as I remembered it from 12 years ago. I didn’t enter. I took pictures from outside the fence, used the public toilet, cleaned some bugs off my visor, had biscuits and juice which I brought with me and then I hit the road to Portsmouth.
After some rest in the hostel I went for a walk on the pebbled beach hoping that it would do good for my numb feet.
This is my last stay in England and tomorrow noon I will take the ferry, a journey that lasts 24 hours and takes me to Santander. After that I have 440 km to home. I’ll give north of Spain a miss this time, something has to be saved for the future.
I have now travelled through Spain, France, Belgium (by mistake) Luxembourg (getting lost), Germany, Sweden, Denmark, Germany, Holland, England and Wales. Totalling 10 countries during 5 ½ weeks of travelling. Soon it is over and it will be good to go home. I am very happy with all the beautiful views that I have seen, the curvy roads that I have ridden, and the people that I have met. Now I long to go home to my favourite person who awaits me in Alcobendas.
My greatest thanks goes to Christopher who puts up with me being away like this. I really appreciate it!