The bike box I got the other day is relatively small, so I ended up taking my bike apart more than I really wanted. Even so, there was no room for my rear wheel, which I will have to package up separately. While dismantling the bike, I decided to give it a complete clean. Altogether I spent about four hours cleaning and packaging the bike. I am fearful for my bum. The right side, which was previously the problem one, is nearly recovered. But I now have a new sore on the left side, despite the fact I haven’t been riding. I don’t get it. Maybe I now have infection lurking under the surface, waiting for the slightest provocation to create a sore. I will seriously be at a loss about what to do if the new bike seat I have ordered doesn’t allow me to ride again without developing sores. I am getting more and more frustrated about being in Yogya. I am seriously missing alone time. I can’t deal with constantly being around people. From the moment I wake up to the moment I sleep, there is someone around, some kind of human noise. I long for the open road.

Day 415 (pic)

Traffic light buskers

Accommodation $ Guesthouse
Distance ridden today 0km
Total distance ridden 10,698km