Ahoyhoy,
Although I feel it in my head, I do not yet feel in my heart that the trip is nearly over. I guess I am preoccupied by the now and getting Sir Humphrey shipped home somehow. Nevertheless I could be sitting on my own sofa in a week´s time!
From Sarandi this morning I made my way further south in the inuexpect 10deg C chill. Loads of other big bikes were out heading north. After a whiloe I treated myself to a break and accidentally ordered some sort of empanada come sausage that gave me an uncomfortable insight to being the lover of a well hung gentleman.
Anyway on we went and by 11am I had arrived outside Jean´s appartment who had been watching my progress with the Spot GPS and soon found me in the street looking confused and searching for his apartment number in my diary. It was great to see him again after nigh on two and a half months. WOW that sounds odd to say it like that!
Jean has a wonderful wife, Chris the dentist and after ablutions it was off to a German town (odd thought I know) but it appeared to be exactly that where we had a massive lunch.
From here we went up a mountain to a handglider hop off spot but the handgliders were missing in action. Pretty though.
For the first time it felt like the day it was, Sunday. I´d had a ride then a big lunch and now we were all sleepy in the afternoon - classic Sunday. To try to ensure I am home for next weekend I am very sorry to be leaving Jean´s tomorrow to head for Montevideo, Uruguay and I hope to be back at Dakar motos on Tuesday. I´m a coming home!
TTFN,
Tiggios Nearly Homios
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