Wednesday saw me back at Mile 24, Elkwallow, but this time, I walked to Mile 27 and back, a full six miles (9.6 km). The day was cloudy, cool, and windy, so it's good I wore my windbreaker. I didn't take pics of the mile markers on the way to 27, but I took pics on the way back. As I was driving to Mile 24, I saw another pair of intrepid walkers, all backpacked up and striding along with conviction—further inspiration to try this route one day.
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| sign in a picnic-ground restroom; never seen one like it in Korea |
When I went back to my hotel, I made the fatal mistake of visiting the Mexican restaurant attached to the hotel. Everything on the menu was carbs. I ordered a chicken-taco appetizer and a beef birria-taco main, but only the main came out because the lady who had taken my order didn't understand what I'd wanted. When I reviewed what I'd ordered, she was mortified and apologetic, but I told her that it was fine, and I'd pay only for what I'd been charged for, which was the main course. She tried offering other entrees and even dessert, but I told her that that was fine. Truth be told, I was a bit miffed, but there was no reason to take any frustration out on the poor woman, for whom English was obviously a struggle. The birria tacos came out with the standard consommé, but the two shells hadn't been pan-fried in birria sauce. Since I'm out of here on Friday, it's safe to say that I won't be back.
I'll be fasting all of Thursday and most of Friday, but I understand that Mike's wife and my goddaughter want to fix me dinner Friday evening. I'm looking forward to that.
Photos of the long and winding road gave me a peaceful, easy feeling. It was almost musical! Not a car in sight either, although I expect that photographic discretion by the man behind the phone. Anyway, beautiful countryside that's nice again.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I'm not going to waste my time photographing the passing cars. There weren't too many, though, and the walk was fairly quiet.
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