165/204Eighth day, 139 km. Icy headwind whips sharp snow crystals into my face. Even main roads are covered with snow. Cars aren't really faster than me. My energy level is reasonably good today. I have discovered, that my stomach accepts Neapolitan waffles. So I ride, securely on my spikes tires, through Slovenia up to Ormož.
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