I woke up too late, at 9:30am. Said goodbye to the limestone rocks and went my way. I had a puncture on my rear tire today, “she” last time I changed it in Georgia, USA. I couldn’t find a bike shop, so I had to cycle 15 kilometers with a flat tire, then I found a bike repair shop. I don’t recommend it to anyone! I knew it’s going to be hard, but I had no choice. It took me 45 minutes to cycle 15 kilometers, it was a real pain in the ass. It took a tear of sweat or two, but I did it! Found the shop, bought the tire. You know how they say that you are not a man if you don’t know how to change a car tire? Well, try changing a Schwalbe marathon tire by yourself! Let me put it this way, once you change this tire alone, nothing on this world seems impossible anymore. Eventually I changed the tire, hopped back on my bicycle and reached my daily goal, finished in the dark. Good day.