Fog when I woke up. The tent was wet. Well, as usual.
Not a shop or cafe along my way. It’s like a desert here. Come to a luxury camping. € 16 for the night.
Just when I stopped for lunch, my right leg began to hurt. Shin splints. I’ve really walked too long yesterday.
Was insulted in a village, Harméville. Someone, hidden, yelled at me to go home, that I was an idiot.
I am tired. Feel I am ready for this year.
Foggy, and wet.
A fox saw me and is trying to hide.