Before leaving our beloved library we were smart enough to figure out that even our minds would be able to continue the way further than Strenči, our bodies might silently but firmly disagree. We have seen that happening before and it is quite embarassing to think of what jokes we seem to be funny when that state of mind-body has been reached. So we decided to make Strenči our ultimate, not next target for this day. We also figured out that as we seemed to be arriving there around time that also other people think it is normal to be awake and walking, we might try to find a bed to use instead if our usual mobile two people residence.
We did some smart searching in booking.com and the only option it could offer us was full already. We switched to the webpage of the local government, found "Tourism" among other links, clicked it, clicked some more... And there it was, our perfect place. We called the number, asked if we can stay and they said yes. Happy and inspired we set off to Strenči that on our way has become something like sub-target on its own, as every person we have met so far has called us something alon the lines of "crazy" or "not having full common sense". For non-Latvians we probably should explain here that for many Latvians the only thing that they associate Strenči town with is its paychiatric clinic.
We joked about this quite a lot on our way, we must admit. We also admit that people might be a bit right about that craziness thing. So, we thought, Strenči is an excellent place to give ourselves more relaxed rest than usually. In a bed after a shower. (the initial idea for the content of this post was actually "This is bed. That's all, folks. Goodnight.")
We reached our destination quite soon. Way sooner than we thought. So, here we are - somewhere in the middle of the territory of psychiatric clinic, having got there through reception of the clinic. The lady who took us here and gave the keys actually had to explain the doctor that no, these girls come to the hostel not to seek the treatment. But as soon as she opened door for us to our rooms, this got a position among our best decisions. We practically have got a flat for our use for a ridiculously friendly price.
And they even said that they will let us out tomorrow morning as soon as we pay.
In general, we have reached the point where we really look forward and not back. Instead of counting how much we have walked that we did so enthusiastically for the first days, we now count with the same enthusiasm how little is left to do. Believe it or not, 115 kilometres does not seem extremely much, rather very doable. With our effort of today it actually allows us to let our minimum target of day as low as 19. But we are still determined to do more, as much as weather and feet allows. If lucky, it might be Valka tomorrow and perhaps another of world's worst selfies (we are excellin in making these), this time with the border sign.
We still love every step we make, we get more and more inspired by people we meet and people who, as we get to know day by day, support us, and we really, really want to see our dear Kristjan at the top of Toomemägi as soon as we can.
We guess, all that means that also at the end of this day we are still alive. And even Tartu-Riga buses pass our place directly (and Ilze even knows the approximate times when they do) we are not coming back yet.
Nav komentāru:
Ierakstīt komentāru