I set off on the gravel road which stay very bad all morning. After 100 km it changes into just bad tarmac and I pick up speed again. The landscape is very boring with just bush around and no changes att all. There are always very simple huts around but proper villages are far apart. At noon I reach the first one and stop for lunch which takes too long to be ready. I push hard all afternoon to reach Mpika, the first place that has a guesthouse. Unfortunedly, it also has a nightclub and party goes all night. I wake up at night feeling ill again from foodpoisoning. The challenge of Africa.