Musing #1.
Yesterday I walked from Canterbury to Rome. 16.7 miles.
And I broke one promise. Not to be stupid.
I saw a broken sign that said Foot Path. I was on foot and I saw a path…behind a broken fence. I decided to go anyway.
I got lost. Like in a giant cornfield lost, except they were flowers. Yellow flowers literally for as far as I could see to the left in right and ahead. Going back was a non starter.It took me more than an hour to find my way out and I was barely any farther along than when I went in.
By the time I got to Dover I was exhausted. Worse. I felt like I had bit off more than I could chew. I went to sleep demoralized.
I’ll be back for more tomorrow.
