I have reached the end of my 1,000 mile bike trip from London to Madrid. The end proved harder than the beginning when I realized I’d dropped my wallet at a hostel in Spain. With no other option I was forced to race back 25km in the rain to the hostel where I’d left it. Fortunately I recovered my bank card, but unfortunately someone had helped themselves to the cash. Feeling rather upset I biked the 25km back to where I’d been, only to get a hole in my tire as I biked along the highway. It’s experiences like these, and not muscular fatigue, that truly test one’s endurance.
Still, some lost money and a flat tire is a small price to pay for such an amazing trip. The views have been spectacular, the people fascinating and the experience truly priceless. I expect to stay here in Madrid and rest for a few days before continuing to the Balearic Islands and the south of Spain. It’s time to get off the bike and do some running and swimming!