170 square meter shops

I made a monumental mistake yesterday by ignoring the fact that all shops close on Sunday except the ones that are smaller than 170 M2, I was told they are allowed to be open. I did not have a measure tape with me but that was okay , they had done the measuring for me and decide that every store I came past was too big ! The fact that I was sticking to the road less travelled did not help either, I missed all the decent size towns so I ended up at night arriving at a camp ground in the rain with some rice and a can of lentils in my pack. I went to the kitchen which, bizarrely , shared its entrance door with the women's toilets and showers. So there I was eating my mash, standing as there was no chair, and listening to farting women, yes they sound just like us blokes. It created a mental picture that will take a few sleeps to get rid off ! Monday 26 July. After a few kilometres I feel my back wheel giving up on me, 2 spokes have ripped right through the rim and with a bit of luck I just make it to the next town where I buy a new wheel from a friendly and knowledgeable dealer I and I am on my way to the Swedish border.