The Atlantic is ace.
Anyways...
That was tough. The hottest day I have worked. The adhesive on my tape just kept melting (that is the tape I use to stick my paper to the pavement). No fucking people anywhere. Not a jot of interest. Then someone came along with an icecream. The first icecream (it shouldn't be hyphenated) I have eaten for almost Two years. It still tastes like sugary shit vegetable oil to me, but the intent was appreciated.
Still no people. I am in the centre of town with Two huge fuck-off (that should be hyphenated) churches, but still no people. No money.
Sketch is finished, and I start to think about just hiking on. Then, someone gives me a Fiver
Then, the icecream guy comes back and says he wants the sketch. Ole. Then I go to the bar and they won't accept my money - just give me beers as a gift because they like what I do.
Fuck knows how, but I now have €70 in my pocket. Spent about €18 on beers, plus free beers. I think I am going to find somewhere to camp here tonight and make an early morning start tomorrow.
You just have to hang on in there and eventually good things happen.
I may aim to reach Faro by tomorrow night. Possible couple of villages on the way which may tempt me now I am not desperate for cash mind.
Everything is good again, apart from the fact you lot are all cunts. The World will never be perfect.