Tuesday, October 30, 2007


Morning
Day 14
April 10


I awoke to a completely black sky. We can hear thunder in the distance and it spooks the horses. We quickly packed up camp and set on our way, only to be drenched in within five minutes. The ground is muddy and the horses and all my effects are completely soaked. The red dye in my stockings has completely run onto my bag and I am infuriated, but nothing can be done. The pilgrims and I complain and talk about setting up camp. The knight agrees, but he knows of no village within the next five miles. Meanwhile, we are becoming flooded.

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