Stage 9

The weather seemed a lot better this morning. Overcast and cold would do very nicely for expedition team from England. After a couple of little showers (washing and raining) we arrived at a local town on market day. Whilst munching on some Pain a goose escaped from an old market seller who could easily have been in allo'allo. I decided this was the fight for me and spent the next 5 minutes chasing and wrestling a goose with said monsieur. Thanks to international cooperation the bird was returned to its cage. It only occurred to me afterwards that I probably should have helped it escape instead of effectively sealing its death warrant. God, obviously annoyed that I have thwarted a bid for freedom by one of his animal kind decided torrential rain would piss me off. So be it. The next 40 minutes were spent sheltering in a mens fashion shop in which you could buy anything you want as long as it was brown. Some cycling finally happened but the stop start nature of the heavy rain made it impossible to make any real distance. We eventually gave up and found a hotel for the night. Inside the bar lives a tiny dog which Adam described as the ugliest dog he'd ever seen (see picture). If you think the dog looks scared then you should have seen Adam. I felt sorry for the creature because the owner seems to insist on shaving its fur off but also because its scared of absolutely everything (including cameras).