Sunday, June 21, 2009
The second day always kicks my ass
So here am in a campground that a mere hour ago housed no one but me and i am now surrounded by a large party of talkative elderly Germans who want to tell me all about the history of the German-Polish border. I am utterly exhausted and am hiding in my tent. I managed 25 miles today though I admit to walking all but the gentlest hills. I spent most of this time pondering what possessions I could mail home. I will feel a lot better tomorrow and it will thankfully be a day of few hills.
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