Today was a day of doing nothing. It had not been the plan. I had taken a day extra to allow me to explore Constanța - most of which I did after my early arrival yesterday - and to explore a couple of museums, something I had left for today. Except I found out this morning that every museum without exception is closed until Wednesday. I now had a day in hand and not much to do with it. Had I realised I would now be starting my journey home.
I breakfasted, I walked through town to the long and wide tourist beach, which was practically deserted - I guess because the weekend has been and gone - bought some supplies and then, with the afternoon sun heating up the day, followed the examples of the locals and got off the streets, withdrawing to the cool shade of my room to read. It was hardly the most exciting way of spending the day after cycling 3000 miles to get here but my mindset had now firmly shifted away from the adventure of the cycle ride and to thoughts of my return and the anticipation of getting home. That is a journey that starts early tomorrow.
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