It was not going according to plan. The expected balmy temperatures of early fall were nowhere to be found, and my watch showed instead 40°C (105°F). The morning breeze had turned into a strong headwind, resisting my every pedal stroke and clinging to my face like a hot damp towel. What had seemed like a […]
via From high castles to underwater villages: A Grand Tour of Alentejo — Jules Verne Times Two
Trevor Burton 