February 14, 2008

And then it was my turn …


The last rest day didn't turn out as I hoped: during lunch I started feeling not to well, early in the evening I went to bed with a serious temperature. Sleeping was not really possible, because of frequent toilet-visits. Luckily the next morning I felt good enough to ride, but the night after that it was the same story: Time and again I had to get out of the tent to answer the call of nature. Nights like this really suck the strength out of your body, so I was glad the next day was a relative short stage. I turned out better then expected, but is not the kind of riding that makes me happy. The following rest day came just in time:: enough time to relax and recuperate..Right now I starting to feel better.
The stages we rode where beautiful without to much climbing The road was brand new, Ethiopia is clearly working on improving its infrastructure. Some Ethiopian children like to yell all sorts of thing when you pass, after which they throw a stone in your direction. I don't mind small stones, but some overdo it: during a beautiful descent such a young brat picked up a stone of a least one kilo and threw it in my direction while I was doing 65 km/h. It hit me on the knee. I still don't understand how I survived this attack.
Yesterday we arrived in Bahir Dar, a town at the Tana-lake. A real nice, laid back place which resembles Italyvery much. I like it here.
Tomorrow we start riding towards Addis Abeba, we'll be reaching the highest point of the Tour d'Afrique (.3000m) and we'll be doing the Nile-gorge-stage:2000m descending, after which you have to climb the same 2000m on the other side of the Nile.