A beautiful morning
Trip Start Oct 16, 2012
136Trip End Apr 20, 2013
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The little campsite had been exactly what we needed, as it was quiet and secluded but had hot water and toilet facilities. Although obviously they aren't at the same standard that you might expect at home
seat on it.
As we left the campsite (which cost 126 pesos or $12 at the extortionate conversion rate that we were given yesterday) we cycled through the main plazas to find the highway again. We stopped at a few more banks at the other side of town, but again, they all rejected Kory's card. We made our way to the highway, knowing that we had about 100km to cycle to make it to a small town called Cardona.
The cycling was fairly tough going, as there were continuous rolling hills, through the agricultural land. If you could see a cross section of our route for the day, it would be a constantly wavy pattern; ascending and descending a couple of hundred meters every kilometre or so. It was fairly slow going, but we found it a lot harder than we should have. It was nothing compared to what we have done over the past five months, the road was fairly quiet, we had a large, wide shoulder, the road was tarmac and we only covered 100km. However, we are like children in the last week of school term or workers when you know you are on your last day of work before a
As we arrived in to Cardona we were pleasantly surprised to see that one of the banks that Kory had already tried to take money out of numerous times, actually allowed him to complete the transaction. We were really happy to have money in our pockets again and to know that Kory's card wasn't completely broken or something. We headed to the picnic area that we had seen on the way into town, and asked the guy if it was possible for us to camp there. He said that he just had to sit and guard the toilets, so couldn't give us permission, but thought that it wouldn't be an issue. A local lady joined the conversation, and seemed really excited to meet us and chat and told us to come to her house if we had any problems. Every here seems so friendly and helpful.
We set up our camp and were amazed to see that the old guy stayed stationed outside the toilet block all evening. He was still there at 1am when Kory got up to empty his bladder, and we couldn't for the life of us work out why he needed to stay there watching the toilet block with such dedication. In a way it felt nice though to know that someone was up and about and keeping half an eye on our tent and bikes.