Day Three......
I left at 4 am. Unbelievably it was really cold at around 60 degrees F. Really quiet and spooky. My back was really starting to hurt, not sure if I had been affected by the constant heat bearing down from above but my neck and top of the spine was in agony most of the day. I also started to get really bad nose bleeds and after doing about 72 miles and noticing the heat was rising fast to stupid levels so I decided to give up.....
The Garmin temperature was showing 139 degrees F (59 degrees Celsius). Not a single soul was out on the streets except me.
I found the safety of the nearest place where I could get water and rest which was McDonalds in Castellon de la Plana. I stayed there for 2 hours and planned my escape. Best route home was bus to Barcelona, train to Girona and fly back home.
Best decision I ever made. See you again soon Castellon, to be continued....
My view from the hotel room in Barcelona...
