Getting to warmer levels

I slept until ten as I was not in a hurry, with 78 kilometres and more or less downhill to get there. Ate breakfast and wrote some blog before checking out, going by the restaurant to check my e-mails.
I started biking, and it was more or less spraying water with a really thick mist. When I got a little lower, the mist disappeared, which I was happy for as I don’t know how visible I am even though the red, orange and reflective parts on my bag, plus my red bike lamp.
I had headwind all day, but with mainly a little bit of downhill, I still managed to go around 17 km/h. I also passed by this exit on the way!

I also know that even if the weather was bad, cold and not so fun to bike in, there is always someone having it worse than you.

Getting into Guadalajara, I saw this big statue, welcoming in a roundabout:

I first went to a Lidl as my breakfast was out, before heading to my host. She welcomed me, and after loading my stuff into the apartment, she showed me around the city, until my left foot started hurting too bad.
Back at the apartment, I applied for four courses, so I know that I will have something to do if I go home. I then talked to Astrid, which apparently took over an hour. Time flies!
Alicia had two friends visiting for dinner. The dinner was nice, a potato soup and a salad with apples and stuff. All of those three are bikers, so we had things to speak about.
After the dinner I put the reflective tape on my jacket, so that I will be even more visible if I have to bike in the dark!


The rain/hills/cold continues, but still nice!

When I started biking in the morning, it was already raining, and 8 degrees Celsius. I started with going to the Lidl in Soria to buy food for the day, and also look for new gloves. Too bad this Lidl had car-theme instead of sports-theme.
I started biking from Soria, and it went really well! This would be my first long run in a couple of weeks, with 96 km planned. I was going on the National road instead of Autovia, but suddenly it was a warning sign that the road would be cut-off. Oh well, onto the Autovia…
I ate small lunches, consisting of bread and bananas, as I did not feel like taking my Trangia out in the rain. In Almazan I stopped by at a hotel and asked where to buy some gloves, and got the tip of Bazar Asia. I really fell in love with that store! You could really find everything, and I wanted to shop so much and send it home. It was pretty small, but shelves everywhere, crowded with random stuff! I would need this store at home.
I found a pair of gloves for 1.80 (everything in this store was also cheap) and they warmed really well!

Apparently you were not allowed to bike on this part of the Autovia, as some construction guys stopped me and told me I could get fined. They told me about the national road, and apparently my GPS is a little outdated, as I thought I was going on the only road. I went by to the N-111, and no more cars for a while, until they had a construction on the Autovia and all the cars had to go on the National for some kilometres.
In Medinaceli I asked the police about the way, and apparently the N-road would continue for three kilometres, and then I would have to take the Autovia. Suddenly legal. I guess it is only illegal if there are any other road besides.
After a while I came into a new province, which I think has a pretty funny name!

I was now close to the top, which was over 1220 metres height. Halfway to Andorra!
I got some down-hill at least, rolling Ito the first hotel I saw. It was 26 euros and no wifi on the room, so I decided to continue to the one I had seen on the Internet. 21 euros with wifi, which I later got to know was down due to the rain…
After taking a shower, I went by the small supermarket and bought chocolate pudding. Back at the room, I cooked my lasagna, which also helped the heat in the room rise a little. As the Internet was still down I went to the bar across the street. I got to borrow wifi, and the guys, including the bartender, were really interested in my traveling. I checked some courses, as I am going to apply for those to be sure to have something to do in the spring. After that, some other internet stuff and more talking, I went back to my room and ate chocolate pudding while watching TV, before going to sleep.

Cold day

I made breakfast and packed my things at the same time (still cooking indoors).

in less than one hour I was ready to go, and at ten, I started rolling. It was pretty chilly outside, so I put on some extra clothes from the beginning.
It was windy, but not as much as yesterday, but much colder. I had no big problems though, biking 45 minutes and resting about 15. I put on more clothes, and also my wind/water protection on my feet, so that I could keep warm. Of course the road was not plain, but better than yesterday!



Yepp, getting pretty high

A little more rain, and after 40 kilometres I was in Soria! Now, to find my host.
I sent out a SMS, and then made lunch. As I had no answer yet, I tried to find Internet, and that took time. On the way I borrowed a phone to call my host, but his phone seemed to be off. At least I found a toilet at the bus station, but I could not connect to the Internet.
On my way through the city, I saw a medieval market, that gave me vibes from home!





On my way to Lidl I saw a McDonalds sign, and almost at the same time, an unprotected network. Apparently a car dealer has a customer network that worked great from 30 metres away!
I sent out the messages on Couchsurfing and started fiddling with other stuff, and got the idea that I should be able to find the address in Spain, too. It worked, and I only got one hit, so I went the 3 kilometres with my bike. After going back and forth, I finally found the right house, and… No one home. The village were small, though, so I asked around to confirm the house. In a nearby bar a guest spoke English and with her help I could confirm the house. After two calls, I also managed to get to him, so that I at least knew he was coming here for tonight. He was not going to be here for a few hours, but not all plans could be perfect. In the meantime I wrote about seven blog posts, dried my tent, drank a cup of tea in the bar, made dinner and spoke with some nice locals!

When he and Paula, his girlfriend, arrived, I got to put my tent in a dry place outside, which would be really good as it was not yet completely dry.
They were really nice, and it is a little bit sad that I couldn’t meet them more. They made some nice fungal food and Paula also arranged a Couchsurfing spot for me in Madrid. Awesome!