We decided to catch up with our schedule. Mike was
starting to feel a little frustrated to be in the same place for so long. I also wanted to go on again very badly. But our little health miseries decided to keep us there longer. And sometimes, these look like signs
of destiny. And perhaps they should be carefully listened to. It seems that there is always a reason for anything that comes across one's path. That morning, we were feeling good again and our pains were stories of
the past. We had lots of good rest and fun and stocked up plenty power for the days ahead. Then, the feelings of starting again are a great fiesta for the senses every time you switch the engine on and go.