"I'm a lazy, lazy man" can be heard on a radio just outside my window as I wake up in my basement floor room in Holyhead Wales. The previous night i had every intention of waking up at 7 am to get an early start on the road, but it was closer to 12. Courteously i put the blanket back on the bed nicely, although i hope they wash it, and go upstairs. I unlock my bike and feel slightly dissapointed that i don't get to say goodbye to my new friend. That's life on the road. At this point i have a rough idea of my overall destination and a route of sorts. First step is to make it to London, which is about 300-400 kilometers as the crow flies according to my map
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