I did not sleep well. I was shaking when I went to bed, and I probably had fever.
I began to walk at 7 and walked fast, not taking many breaks before lunch. I took a long lunch break and then took it easy.
The path is not as well marked as before, and I had to walk long on asphalt. The landscape is more like what I imagined, much more open than before and not as flat as I thought.
A farmer invited me for a cup of coffee in a village before Hohenweststedt. He was a nice guy, but after a while, he started to talk about the Hubble telescope and how it could affect the weather and people’s judgment, and that it was dangerous to know about it. Hmmm…
Now I am at Vera’s place in Hohenweststedt. She is a nice woman who has a hostel for pilgrims, hikers, and cyclists. She seems a bit odd, but she appears to have struggled to be who she is. (Update: I’ve read that Vera died in June 2011. I guess there is no more hostel for pilgrims in Hohenweststedt.)
Today the sky refused to give any promises, and it was impossible to guess what the weather would be. It was a little warmer than the days before.
I am glad that someone marks the path and creates websites. But today, I was wondering how imaginary this road is for most people. No one is walking, and I haven’t met anyone. For whom are they marking the path and making websites about it?
The pics from the stage
