Today was a ‘good day’. The cycling was tough, but enjoyable. I got to Arras to find there is no campsite, but there was 20km down the road. Except that one was closed, out of business. A very helpful gentleman told me of another down the road, only 15km away, and gave me lots of very cold water – very much needed! So I went another 15k to the one which was open, and had a lovely dutch couple give me beer! Total 95k for the day, a new record!
On the way to the campsite I passed a WW1 cemetary. I went in, and read the visitors book, and a family had come from all the way in New Zealand just to pay respects to a relative who died. It made me realise just how small, and yet immensely huge, the world is – this was a tiny cemetary away from main roads, it’s quite a pilgrimage. Reading the comments in the visitors book made me really quite sad.