Bike Ride - Day 1
On this first ride, which was by far the easiest to follow and shortest of all five days, I got significantly lost twice and  and slightly lost once. This despite having a Garmin, Google Maps, printed maps and turn-by-turn directions. My general approach to travelling, which involves glancing and maps and using them to guide me in a general direction, has failed me here. From now on, I follow the maps.

I was supposed to draw a circle here, but did not quite make it. To be fair to me, once I got to the point farthest north, I knew exactly where I was. But I had already ridden up a mountain once, and continuing around would have meant riding up the mountain again, which I preferred not to do.

I took this picture to mark the moment where I pretty much left my comfort zone, which felt kind of good.

To be fair to me, this was one of problems. Two towns, in different places on my circle, one called "Adri" and one called "Canet D Adri." I will pay more attention to details in the future.

I know this doesn't look like much, but it represents the moment when I figured out exactly where I was. 

All in all, I will call this first day a success, primarily because:

1. The first time I got lost, I was able to have a completely natural conversation in Spanish with a woman walking on the road in which I asked here where I was and where I needed to go. I had no problem understanding her when she told me that she was renting her house, has lived here only two days and has no idea where anything is.

2. The second person I asked for directions, several miles later, was a guy on a bicycle who told me there was an easier way up the mountain than what my map showed, and I eagerly followed his directions (which is why my route is not a nice circle).