Basically i just sit here in Ghent with some friends, having coffee while they work, and beer when they sleep. Getting motivated by some who think i should and getting focussed by others who think i shouldn't. Getting depressed by those who don't really bother. Drill holes in my Surly Front Rack to fit the oversized eyelets of my monstrous bike. Just recently stopped doubting whether taking the plane to Iceland from Brussels, or cycle to Kopenhagen first because suddenly it seemed to me i should wait the worse out of the winter. So, eventually i decided to go to Iceland straight away, and while booking the flight the weather turned and it seems like slushy sleety snow and rain for the near past and future. Yep, time is closing in! I really should pack my bags but somehow that's always to be done late at night, just before leaving. Better have another beer in the mean time.
All part of the mental preparation.
|Three hours before leaving|