With the help of the security guard of the hotel, my
pedals are loosened. When I come down after my breakfast the job is finished.
Also the lady host of the hotel has bargained a good prize per taxi for the
trip directly to the airport.
After warm goodbye’s, I decide to take off for Albania
airport. We arrive at 11.00 a.m. and the check in counter will only open up at
14.00 hours. I sit outside, in the morning sun, drink a coffee and work on my
blog.
The bicycle, which I have wrapped in cardboard and
taped myself, is not properly packed. So I decide to have both packages plastic
wrapped. After some bargaining with the guys running the machine we agree on
two packages for the price of one.
I check in my bicycle and hope for the best. We will
see how it will come out in Brussels’.
The trip goes according to plan and it gives me time
to think my bicycle adventure over. Some of these thoughts, I will share with
you in my concluding chapter.
The flight arrives in time. At Brussels’ airport I
reassemble wheels, saddle and steering of my bicycle, after unwrapping the
packages. I role the bicycle to he station, buy tickets to Turnhout.
I arrive
at 21.00 hours and am re-united with my lovely wife Ameli. Happy to see each
other again, we drive home. My trip has officially ended, but it will take some
time to readjust to ‘normal’ life, whatever that maybe. But one thing I know
for sure, every minute of this 6 past weeks have been worth the experience. It
was just fabulous. I‘ll tell you why tomorrow.
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