Heading south in Tunisia

Heading south in Tunisia

I’m going with bullet points.

  1. The weather got toasty, leading to HS saying how we were finally in Africa – because Africa is always hot apparently.
  2. We stopped in a town for lunch, went to a stand and got some small bread things as it was all that was on the menu. The owner did however mention if we wanted, we could go into the market, buy some things and he’d cook them up for us. We weren’t hungry enough, but what a nice man!
  3. The day ended early because R got a rear puncture. We tried to fix it 3 times but it kept failing again and so as we were right by an easy camping option (so many olive fields, so easy to camp) we just pulled his bike and bags into the field and set up camp.
  4. HS loves fire. His normal stove failed back around Turkey so since then has been just making regular fires to cook his dinner.
  5. HS also loves cooking, and makes delicious noodles and pasta.

R had said he’d wake up early to get the puncture fixed, but that didn’t happen and so after another hour of waiting and the puncture still not being fixed we came up with a new plan. Hitch a lift. R seemed to think it’d be best with all of us together, but finding a lift for 3 seemed a terrible idea and so myself and HS continued on by ourselves. R had plenty of hitchhiking experience, that’s how he’d been travelling for the previous

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Owwwwwwwww

Owwwwwwwww

Having been shown around most of the centre of Huancayo the day before, and without a place to stay, I decided that I’d leave Huancayo, via the ruins that Cristina had mentioned, and see where I got. It wasn’t a good decision.

I left a little late, in no rush, and dawdled over to see the small Laguna Nahuinpuquio and the small ruins of Arhuaturo next to the laguna. I parked my bike at the bottom of some stairs, and changed to my ninja shoes as they’re much more comfortable for

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Buenos Aires Sidetrip

Buenos Aires Sidetrip

Gaz received his passport on the Friday afternoon, found a flight on Saturday, got a lift 200 miles down to London with his dad on Sunday morning and on Monday morning would be in Buenos Aires! That meant that even though I was waiting for a replacement interior for my Rohloff, due to a gear-slipping issue that I was having, which would arrive in Montevideo I had to go over to meet him. I did a bit of sightseeing over that weekend, but more than that it was a time to get things in order and look

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Rio Grande – Montevideo

Rio Grande – Montevideo

My plan to ride down to Chui hit into my laziness. There was 240km to the border, and having stayed until the Saturday morning cos of how lovely Duda’s family was – with my visa expiring on the Sunday – that would be doable, but with a strong headwind forecast for the whole weekend it sounded like a pretty miserable ride through flat fields with nothing to see.

We were up before 6, so they could leave early, and because the bus would leave at 7am. I’d been up trying to get

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Saint George – Macapá

Saint George – Macapá

When I got to the post office at 7:10 there was already a queue, even though it had only been open for 10 minutes. That was probably because people were eager to get their posting done before the work day began. As for me, I figured that the French postal system might be better than the Brazilian one – fingers crossed. It started pouring it down while I was inside, so I took shelter, speaking to a Brazilian boat guy. He seemed to be an official sign post, as he asked where people were going

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