5 kms walking
Woke just before the alarm.
The drunken yobs woke me at 2:30 but I went back to sleep. Very comfy
sleep and mostly quiet except for that one interruption. I organised my bag/
clothes then went to breakfast. Great spread for most of the population, just
not the gf’s. So back to my room to pick up some porridge and rice cakes. The
jam is in jars here and the eggs are peeled, but there was baked beans and
fruit. I managed to have enough but realised that I had very little voice.
After breakfast I set off to the clock tower and promptly
got lost. Managed to get there easily yesterday, but when I hit the river today
I knew I was in trouble. It was even more complicated because the marathon was
being run and the streets down there were full of people and barriers. Finally
many stops to look at the street names and ask I found the man with the blue
and white umbrella.
He was most apologetic because the tour had been cancelled
due to the marathon, which didn’t surprise me at all. So I re booked for
Wednesday and walked down to the supermarket. Only issue was that it was on the
other side of the race. So I had to walk along the tape until I saw that they
were allowing people to cross, only during a gap in the runners. Unfortunately
some idiots thought that they could just walk across when they felt like,
narrowly missing runners. The police and officials shouted at them, which made
no difference at all. Found the supermarket and found the GF section. Yippee.
No bread, but there were rolls and I’m guessing that because today is Sunday
that is a bonus. I bought tomatoes, goat’s cheese, the rolls, sliced meat, some
fruit and banana chips- all the nuts were gone. (I’m guessing the runners had
them?) I was also looking for a small sharp knife and through the power of mime
was told I’d find them on the fourth floor. Paid for my items and up I went.
Another mime session up there because I only wanted a cheap one. Everything in
my back pack and I walked back across the marathon to the hotel. I put my
things in the fridge , grabbed a glass of water, removed my vest- glorious day
today- and set off for the Charles Bridge.
I’d decided if most people were watching or running in the
marathon there would be less people on the bridge and I was right. However I
had to cross the marathon again. Sauntered over the bridge, listening to the
music, taking lovely photos and looking at the little stalls. Back across the
bridge, through the marathon and back to the hotel for lunch. A roll and several
cups of tea.
I settled in to edit the photos from Bruges > till now.
The cleaning ladies were surprised to see me in here but I’m determined to
catch up.
At 4:15 I began my own marathon of catching up on both blog and emails and finished at 10. still more on the blogs to go but all the writing edited and ready. Bed 10:30
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