Yesterday:
- left Jose Migual and Isabel´s house
- took train to Andalucia, where there is beautiful southern countryside
- found a perfect road for biking, with hardly any traffic
- biked, pictureque
- torrential rain as we set up tent; all our stuff is soaking and muddy, including our rain gear, jackets and sleeping bags.
Today:
- began biking toward La Yedra, where there´s a farm that we´ll stay at, owned by a guy named Alejandro
- within the first 5 kilometers, got seperated from Kim
- waited, waited
- re-traced 5 k back, and then 5 k forward, looking for her, to no avail
- biked on to La Yedra, hoping she had passed me and was already there
- reached La Yedra, no sign of Kim
- Didn´t have directions to Alejandro´s farm (the directions were with Kim), so I started knocking door-to-door, speaking broken Spanish, hoping someone would know where his house is OR would have internet access which I could use to look up his phone number in my email account
- No one can help; several families tell me they don´t have a home computer and don´t know Alejandro.
- Rain pours, pours down
- I seek shelter under a tree and stay there for 2-3 hours. Fingers are so cold they´ve lost all feeling.
- It starts to get dark.
- This town has no grocery store, no gas station .... nothing but fields and a couple of houses.
- I start planning for the night. Begin rationing my food. Figure in the worst case scenario, I´ll sleep there overnight, and in the morning, if the sun comes out, bike to Baeza, the nearest town with internet, to see if Kim has written
- After a few hours, the sun peeks out .... I walk 6 km to Baeza
- find Kim, who is also biking aimlessly through the streets, looking cold and tired
- we go to internet cafe and call Alejandro, tell him we´re cold, tired and starting to get sick, ask for a ride
- still at internet cafe, writing this. So happy to have shelter and warmth.
