Today the day feels long.
We stopped early, a little over 30km west of Moose Jaw, at this campsite.
We swam, sat soaking the sun, ate a big dinner.
By that point, I felt cooked, full.
I just napped for a couple of hours.
My book put me to sleep.
Yes, it really is that dull.
(Perhaps I have been pampered
by Guy Gavriel Kay and Paulo Coelho
but shouldn't all my reading stand strong with these?
My apologies, David Sedaris - you are not in their league.)
I sleep again.