This is day 55 of cycling from the UK to Australia. I tell you what’s not the one. After having 12 days off and smoking about 20 mile of gold a day, laying horizontally, hitting up hills first thing in the morning. After battling the clients for time to drop out of Debnik, I made my way into the 10th country, Montenegro. I tell you something that really grinds my bloody gears. Going through a border crossing and they stam your passport and they miss out six [ __ ] pages. Why would you do that? It’s just annoying. It does me OCD in. I don’t even have OCD. I’m a messy [ __ ] But why? It’s just Yeah. After my little meltdown, it was time to get a short boat over to Couture. This is hands down my favorite road that I’ve ever cycled on in me life. Would you look at that? That beautiful view. Can he beat it? I’m loving life at the minute. End up spending the afternoon in the old town, chilling by the beach before filling myself up with some liquid calories. I don’t think chocolate milk is the right thing to drink just as you’re about to go uphill in 37° weather. But look at the view. I mean, we’ll have a look with a little bit more riding. Ended up pushing through into the sunset where I ended up crashing out in the old town in Budva. Catch you tomorrow.
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