By now the head is immersed in the crossing, this morning when I arrived to the gate of the Chikupi project on the truck I realized that the auto-pilot was driving!
Sydney asked how long is it going to take you? Two weeks?
The aim is to reach London in time for the opening ceremony of the Paralympics the 29th August, this means stages of a bit more than 100km per day, wake up at sunrise and search for a place to sleep for the night a couple of hours before the sun sets around six in the evening, who knows me realizes that this is maybe the toughest challenge, the overnight cycling, if it will happen, will be an exception and only close to a city. I will have to get used to the timetable of nature, just like it is even now for those who live in the bush and the shanty compounds. I will pass by some friends, and friends of friends, I will try to use the tent when necessary next to schools and or clinics. I would not want to end up like Alberto Sordi, in Riusciranno i nostri eroi a ritrovare l’amico misteriosamente scomparso in Africa, who with his accountant from Marche decides to sleep for the night in the savanna, they light a fire, take turns to guard and when in the morning they wake up they find themselves in the middle of a very colorful Angolan market …