Scary days approach

The days are catching up with me. I am currently resting with my friend Joe (again) in Peron, France. You've saved my ass twice Joe. Danke, Merci, Thank you, Gracias, Grazzie, Grazzi. The next days are probably going to be the hardest cycling days. Time to cross the Alps and get to Italy.

The next 2 cycling days which will start on Thursday will include a total of over 4000m of climbing in what seems to be some terrible weather. Peron - Chamonix and Chamonix - Aosta. But this is what I wanted... Isn't it?

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The bike has needed some work which I have done myself with the experienced advice from friends back in Malta. Thank you Team IronWill and Milos :) I only hope I did a good enough job that I can travel safely through the St Bernards pass.

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Now that I am resting, I feel more tired than ever before on this trip. I hope I will be able to muster the energy and motivation to get through these cycling days.

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I think I am homesick. The journey so far has been a major rollercoaster of strange emotional situations. But here I am. I'm still alive. So I guess I'm doing well.

Ups and downs. So is life, and so will be the road on the next cycling days.

I look forward to hopefully surviving the hardest days of my bicycle adventure and feeling pride in my accomplishment. Satisfaction of pushing through the mental and physical challenges.

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I still feel extremely lucky and grateful to be able to be where I am, doing this adventure.