A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.
I turned off onto this hard-packed dirt C road and within two minutes was back into the thickest silence, broken only by birdsong. Roll your mouse over this image to see the a bit further on along this road where I stopped for fruit and honey.
I frequently had two breakfasts in fact. Though this one was as much to find a toilet as anything else.
There was a market just setting up and I bought fruit at the stall you see. There were lots of stalls opposite and various bric-a-brac stands down the road you see that's blocked. I also bought a map here so that I could get more of an overview of where I was going. I'd printed out all the other maps but had forgotten this section since the decision to follow the canal had been a bit impromtu.