Well, not quite in Brugge, as I didn’t manage to get to the hotel I booked, so had to spend the night close to the city, at a Palestinian guy, who offered to accomodate me for the night. Many thanks, Samer.
As I told you in my previous post, I spent the other night in Folkestone, not very far from Dover, the port-city where I was supposed to take the ferry from in order to get to Calais.
I had my brake cable fixed yesterday in the morning and then headed to Dover. I took the cycle route that led me to some hilly parts of the coast, on some pretty nasty roads. I consequently had a puncture, that I had to fix. Eventually I had another flat tire just before getting on the ferry. So the first thing I did when I arrive in France was to fix that one as well.
I arrived quite late in the afternoon in Dover, so I decided to get the ferry straight to Dunkerque, which is closer to Brugge than Calais. I arrived at 5 PM in Dunkerque, the famous city in the World War 2. Didn’t have the time to honour the anti-fascists heroes back there, instead I started riding hard to Brugge to get there before 11 PM.
The bicycle routes from Dunkerque to Brugge are awesome. I managed to ride on cycle tracks for almost the entire journey. I didn’t make it in the end to Brugge as I lost my internet connection on my smartphone so I ended my journey in Jabbeke, a town situated at around 15 km from Brugge. A Palestinian guy, Samer, that I met at a bar where I tried to get some wifi, offered me to stay at his place for the night.
I rode around 140 kilometers yesterday, stayed in the saddle for almost 8 hours.
So here I am, starting my last day of riding. Today I hope to arrive in Brussels. There are around 120 km. So wish me luck. Below you can find some pictures from yesterday’s journey.