Bike Trip

motorcylce touring , definitely and art, how much to pack and how....

heading for barcelona to ferry to sardinia and on to naples to do a dayskipper sailing training

set off, cloudy, cold, spitting drops, into the pvc one piece a friend has lent me, condom suit, i can hardly move but at least am dry, and by the time i pass mirepoix to hot and starting to sweat....

by foix i had to go to decathlon and buy a merino thermal and fleece waiscoat....took autoroute to get to spain

down to figueras from france is like moving to some bleak transit zone, endless trucks, abandoed industrail buildings, cracked pavements, the first hotel i stop at is semi derelict with attempts as the optomistic....i drive on and end up on somewhere clean and friendly if a bit outside my budget, i need sleep

slept, breakfast with to many choices and that strange conspiratorial ambience of hotel dining rooms where each forms his her own bubble, the unlikely crossing point of the wayward...a sort of library like silence, polite indifference  with underlying hints of curiosity