Buckets of Rain.
Buckets of rain
Buckets of tears
Got only buckets coming out of my ears.........Bob Dylan 1974
I've cycled 127 kms on a very straight and level road to Salam in the pouring rain today, I gave up attempting to keep dry after the first 10 minutes,I just quietly swore at the man who sold me my rain set back in Denmark, and all I could hear him say was "Believe me, not a drop of rain will get through!!"The fact is I would be better off wearing my sunday suit...if I had one! So I just broke out into song and sang my way to Salem.......dripping wet. But it has in fact been a relatively boring day just cycling in one straight line and there is more of this tomorrow.
I really appreciate you blogging to me and I would love to answer all your blogs, or just blog all night but I haven't got the time but I really do enjoy all your blogging, it was in fact one of my worst fears when I started this trip that I just could'nt blog.
It is Independance day today and there should be a firework display at 9 o'clock this evening so I 'm off to see if it stops raining.... otherwise I'm off to bed. Goodnight.