On this blog I want to convey the parts of cycle touring that you can’t find on Google. Hence why I rarely write about the constant beautiful landscapes, and why today’s post is about “rest” days: the misleadingly named days when tasks and chores and errands that accumulate on the road must be done in a frenzied burst of productive activity!
Today (four coffees were peppered throughout these activities):
Wake up around 9.30. Shower, croissant, conversation.
Work 2 hours on the balcony: freelance contracts.
Think about hare-brained schemes for future employment and try to figure out their relative levels of viability and practicality. Feel excited and daunted. Hash out prospective initial plans.
Eat tomato and coleslaw sandwiches for lunch.
Bring accounts up to date. Kristian and I are aiming to spend less than $40 a day, and we track purchases and running totals. We’re both currently below budget, he by more than I.
Work 2 hours on the sofa: freelance contracts.
Look at the phone. Consider phoning one of the three people I’ve lined up interviews with for the Other People’s Adventures series.
Jot down questions for these interviews instead. Negotiate with myself that now’s not the best time to call, for no particularly convincing reason.
Work an hour according to prospective scheme plans that were hashed out earlier.
Clip toenails, trim facial hair. The ablutions requiring specialist tools we no longer carry (after they were sent to landfill).
Look in the mirror and laugh at the new facial hair arrangement: two month’s worth of moustache, offset with one millimetre of beard.
Unpack and repack all bags to check they’re ready to go on Monday, and to remind myself of any tasks that need doing. It’s amazing how quickly you forget tasks that felt pressing on the road.
Tasks accrued and completed:
Feel refreshed by restoration of “a place for everything and everything in its place”.
Feel empowered by a re-streamlined set-up.
Feel allowed to relax for the remaining two rest days.
Write and publish this blog post.
Go to watch the free Cirque du Soleil show in Quebec City.
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