Day 16

Today suuuucked (for the most part). Slept in late, ants on everything, and my achilles tendon is swollen and sore. Thankfully my morning was brightened by a cute little fella who joined me for breakfast, and I couldn't stay bitter or long. After packing up, I had yet another slow hot day against the wind. This is day five or six at this point, and it is getting old. Today's end destination is Regina, and I called ahead to hold a bed in a hostel. Toolk a break in Moose Jaw for some Timmies and got a pic with the giant moose before pressing on. As I slowly grinded my way towards a bed and shower, I spent a good chunk of time reflecting on the previous few days and what my touring philosophy will be. I finally settled on one that felt right: enjoy the ride.I have not been enjoying the prairies, so when I get to Regina I'm going to catch a bus and leave them behind me. Ten more days of slowly grinding against the wind with nothing to look at but farms has lost its appeal; I'm ready for the woods again.

Got in to Regina at 9pm, took a shower, at half a kilo of spaghetti, and crashed.