The Kaiser Edition

Let us be praying. Dear lordy Jesus and your dad God, please be forgiving Sacrum that he walk 40 mile in the wrong direction. Please be giving Sacrum the strength to keep up his pecker and walk the 40 mile back in the north direction and then be turning left.

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I walk the many mile. But this day I rest. I spening whole day in bed at hotel and wash my feet. I rest. I tired. I not speaking the language of natives.

You still not know where I going too?

I walk the many mile. Sometimes I hitch sometimes I am sitting. Sometimes the roads are short and sometimes they are spinning. I cover many of the many mile now. Too many to tracking. I only is knowing that where I is now being the peoples speak in a different langauge and I pointing and shouting to buy my bread and washing powder. I still going south way.

You still not know where I going too?

I walk the many mile. And it get hard. Up and down and up and down I go. I hitching lifting with car - I cheating. I only manage 12 mile on feet and landing in centre of famous town near borders to other state. I now go the south way.

You still not know where I going too?

I walk the many mile. Yes, beautiful days in sunny shine but feet so poorly I must take slow. So 10 mile only on this day. I cool my blisters in the sea and watching boats go bobbing. I go the west way.

You still not know where I going too?

I walk the many mile. The 2 day of walking was pain and legs and arms and foot were hurting. The many mile was slowly walking on this day. But beauty? Yes, the sun shiny bright and little birds of love hoppy hoppy next to my feet step.

The countryside lane of 20 mile was greatness to the eye - but lonely. I rest on once a bench and look to the North East way and think I was just there.

You still not know where I is going too?