... but I'll miss Africa nonetheless
The life of a touring cyclist is not always easy. It's raining, you're bouncing along on a pothole ridden road, an endless stream of cars, buses and trucks passes you a few inches away, your bum is on fire, all accommodation is closed or full and to top it off the battery of your MP3 player is dead. All higly uncomfortable.
But I of course chose this myself. No highs without the lows as they say. And all in all I've been pretty lucky...