Day 22: 125 mile day, not by choice

Today was the longest day of my trip, but not exactly by choice. I left at sunrise with the goal of going 116 km to a small town that I was told had a hotel. When I got to the "city" all there was was a house, no gas station, no hotel. This has happened a few times. I went another 80km to the next town. I was exhausted when I arrived. There had not been too much wind and the terrain was mostly flat, but biking 125 miles is a full day by its self. I stopped at the first hotel I saw and collapsed on the bed.