I’m better now, I washed some of my frustrations away with some rum and chamomile tea after sucking it up, pushing through and getting out of the gravel mess. The roads did get better like Klaus said, and the cruel joke of the 1km of pavement when exiting Route 7 and connecting with Route 1 was enough to give me motivation and reassurance that there is indeed an end in sight, even though it was the halfway point. Conveniently, the area was called Checkpoint, and I hoped to score at [read more]
