I don't know why I started crying today. It might be that I've been out for 5 weeks now and that I'm homesick. Or it might be that I'm sick of all these rains that fall while at the same time Sweden has its warmest summer ever. Everything's just a mess. How could I ever think, when planning this bike tour, that 8 weeks was maybe too little time?!

The weather really plays a big role in my feelings. I really enjoy the whole idea of a bike tour when the sun is shining and you're biking on good roads. (Like on the picture on this page. I guess I didn't see anything worth photographing today.)

However, I started the day by rolling down the slopes from the hills where I had spent the night. I liked the feeling of ”licking” the feet of the western bi-chains of the Tatra mountains. Instead of hills, I had to put up with car drivers – they were many and violent, especially after Novy Jicin.

On the other hand, I was in a very good mood then, after having stuffed my stomach with a good meal in Novy Jicin: Bramboráky (potato pancakes) bathing in oil, a little salad, bread, juice and a chocolate croissant. Everything for less than 2 dollars in a ”jídelna”, i.e. a self serving restaurant.

Before the turning to Komorní Lhotka, where I planned to camp, I stopped by at a grocery shop to by some breakfast for tomorrow. The lady behind the counter seemed quite bored, so I stayed for a while to talk to her. I guess I cheered her up with my amazing bike tour story. She told me there had been thieves in the shop in the night, so I thought I better watch out in the night. After a while her son and her friends came by and they all wished me good luck on the remainder of my tour.

On my way to the camping I passed a pension in Komorní Lhotka. I thought, why, I can always ask what it costs, after all a room would be nice. 4 dollars later a big room with four beds was mine. I'll simply never get used to the prices in the Czech republic.

I have now taken a warm shower (yesterday's one-dollar camping only offered a cold one) in the common bathroom and eaten a big portion of fried cheese in a restaurant nearbye. I've got an sms from my dad and listened to a voice-mail from my mum. I guess they felt somehow I needed it – I have never appreciated their greetings more than now.