A pretty normal day: breakfast, cycling, break, cycling, arrival in Konya. But on paper it was a very exciting one: somewhen today I crossed the 5000km mark, it was the 90th day and I climbed up a pass as high as never before (there will be a lot more of those coming soon).
Konya is something like the religious capital of Anatolia. In no other city I have seen such a big portion of women wearing headscarf on the street.
I felt a bit tired and weak all day and in the evening I experienced the first proper stomach problems of the trip, örks ! I just went out shortly to organize some water and spent the rest of the day running between bathroom and bed. Let's hope it will get better tomorrow.
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