I woke up feeling refreshed after my first day of cycling. It was nice to be under a real roof, on a real bed. Sleep really is fundamental to giving energy — don’t underestimate it!
Fadia and Randy served me breakfast, and we talked for a bit more. I then bid farewell to them. If ever you end up in the Brookfield, NS, area, do visit them at Sunrise Motel — it really is hospitality unlike anything else.
Today was a bit more challenging — the part of Nova Scotia where I was cycling was filled with hills, a lot of grueling moments up, but the moments downhill were heaven. I guess that for people living with chronic pain, life is an even more intense up and down.
I had lunch by the lakeside, while talking to Frances. There is so much tranquility everywhere, we really only need to find it. I continued even more, until the chains of my bike broke down. I ended up in Springhill, NS, which is also a deserted place, and decided to camp behind an abandoned building for the night. Still, I am glad that I was able to end up somewhere fairly comfortable.
For people who attempt to cross Canada, the second day is the turning point. A lot give up after the second day. But giving up has never been an option for me, and I’ll keep on fighting — fighting for my words, decisions, values, and for people living with chronic pain.