Bicycle Tour, Day 33

Couple missed days from reporting, because day 31 - a rest day - was spent by eating and putting together the 'Get to know me' challenge, and my batteries were running out, so I had to save some.
Then yesterday, I had another "special stage": cycling 124 km to Lahti where I'm right now at my father's girlfriend's place, with my father. She had prepared a meal: chicken, potato, salad and apple pie for dessert. Really nice.
So, it got late and I was too tired to write yesterday.

It was a long day - 10 hours of cycling - to constant headwind, especially in the beginning. Trust me, there's nothing as maddening as that; it slows you down so much that even on flat road you're forced to have a really small gear and proceed feeling like a snail. It's not that bad really, cause you're still going forward, but it's the psychological impact, feeling like you should be able to go so much faster, but just can't. Luckily it got better when the big highway ended and I was able to enjoy the cycling itself without the feeling of hurry, and the wind settled down too.

I actually had my first (minor) accident while riding: I was cycling on a highway and there was a sign for cyclers and pedestrians to turn on a smaller road. To this small road there was a gate and there were ropes hanging from it. Now, having cycled tens of kilometers already, I was pretty much in a trans, so it didn't come to me that I should suddenly be thinking for physics; I was just rolling with the speed I had, but it was too fast apparently, since the ropes didn't flow over, but clinged onto my bike, and whip, I fell onto the ground. Luckily I only got a small hit and a scratch under my right knee, and the bike stayed intact - only got a hole on my pants. Need to patch that.

^{Got bruised on my hands for landing on them, no damage to wrists luckily.}

I don't know why I didn't take a picture of that, perhaps because I was wondering "who the fuck's idea was it to put this kind of a trap here?!" I mean, if the function of the ropes is to slow people down, I guess it worked, but wouldn't it be a better idea to just put one of those plastic gates that actually gives a clear signal to slow down, instead of this fucking death trap?
I mean, yeah, I should've realized to slow down, but if there's a chance for someone to die because of a gate that cyclers are supposed to enter, I don't think that's very good design.
^{Should've cut those fucking ropes with my knife.}

I find it quite ironic that my only accident happened - not on a highway among cars and trucks - but while trying to enter a cycling road...

Anyhow, that being the worst accident, I can live with that.

Oh, on the way close to Lahti there was this peculiar American-themed eating place.

Those school buses - you could actually eat inside them. I almost wanted to check the place out, but I knew I had warm dinner waiting for me, so I didn't stay.

Pretty cool that kinda thing exists on the small old road that nowadays has big motor lane next to it which has made the old gas stations obsolete.

Now it's actually just 76 km to home, most of which is downhill, so that'll be a light last special stage :D

PS. I realized I'm a white-ass, because even though it's long into autumn already, my face looked like I clearly got the vitamin D of the day - it didn't burn at least, but slightly red. I'm actually kinda jealous for people with a naturally darker skin - not because of the supposed aesthetic look - but because it's practical for outdoor activities and adventuring. No need to always be adding sunscreen or covering your skin. But then we have this thing called 'rasism' where we bully people with darker skin than usual. (But it's not only rasism really - we just pick on whatever goes against the norm.) But then we are jealous for people that live an adventurous life and follow them on Instagram, and then white people actually want a tanned skin themselves. Is it just me, or are we just plain stupid?