A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.
At some point the vegetation and feel of my surroundings had become much more mediterranean in feel.
You'll have seen my foot peeking in from the bottom of photos before, it's one of those things about taking a photo from a recumbent bike, in this one the photo is jazzed up by a tantalising glimpse of my knee.
Not sure where I am exactly, such a pity that the gps in the phone seems so erratic, damn Samsung Wave, I was really looking forwards to being able to pinpoint exactly where the photos were taken. I do know that I'm probably on my way to St Ambroix, don't think I'm passed there yet.