What is this abomination? Well, let's go back a few hours. Geir asked me if I wanted to have a four hour nap and continue cycling after, or keep cycling and camp up for the night and get a bit more sleep.
I opted for the second one. So we had a small snack break and continued cycling, and cycling, and cycling. Eventually we reached 16 miles in total, and Geir asked if we.should camp up. I said no. Let's see if we can get to twenty miles, I said.
I don't think Geir was very pleased with me. But we did it. 20 miles in one day, still averaging 20 kph.
The monstrosity was our reward. We got to the town of Åsele and found an inn. After checking in we went to the local pizzeria to feast. I don't think we knew what we were ordering. What we got were two oversized kebab pizzas. Delicious!
And now to something completely different.
Geir got two opportunities to practice his German and be a good samaritan. First we came across a bewildered German tourist who had lost the keys to his mobile home, with the spare keys locked inside. Geir gave him some encouraging words and suggested he call the police for help.
The second opportunity was when an elderly man, also cycling, was about to get off his bike and slipped on the oily, rain-slick ground. Geir heard him and ran over to help. He was Austrian ans couldn't speak any other languages than German. He seemed mostly embarrassed and explained that he'd suffered no injuries because both his knees were prosthetic and he literally couldn't feel a thing. He did have a bloodied nose, though. Geir offered help but the man refused, so we continued on our journey.
Crazy day. Tomorrow we'll hit the 50 mile mark, which means we're a third of the way to Kirkenes! We're battered and sore, but we're getting there!
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