I had planned to rent a bike and tour the nearby villages. After putting a new set of pedals on my bike (I only had one) I met a Spanish guy named Iñaki who wanted to tour too. So together we visited a couple of villages that clearly do not see a lot of foreigners. Everyone was coming out of their houses to greet us and say hello. People loading corn tried to send us home with ten cobs of corn which we needed to kindly refuse. It was really lovely. We stopped at a small place on the road to drink some warm beer and wait out the rain. The hosts gave us some roasted, what I think were, water chestnuts. Very memorable. I splurged and bought a crap bottle of wine. Right now I'm at the guesthouse which is tucked in next to rice paddies and farmers' fields, drinking wine and listening to young men play their guitars and sing. It's peaceful, and absolutely ideal. A day I can be truly grateful for!
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