It feels like that to me too. For the last four days I have been holding off updating the blog on my phone because each day I was sure I would have computer access at my evening stops to do some longer posts. Each day it didn't work out, and by the time it hadn't worked out, I was too tired to do anything but fall into bed. So here I am almost at the end of the main part of my trip and I have a backlog to sort out.
I still haven't reached the end of my ride - the point at which the iron curtain between Italy and Slovenia entered the sea. That's a few kilometres south of Trieste and I will go there tomorrow, on my way to the Slovenian port of Koper.
As mentioned ad nauseum in earlier posts, I am behind the schedule I set myself and had almost abandoned the plan to go to Berlin at the end of the ride, to cycle around the path of the Wall. But thanks to the understanding of my employer and the indulgence of my over-worked colleagues, I am taking a couple of extra days' leave and will go to Berlin to after all. Best to capitalise now on my fitness and motivation. The alternative was to go separately later and I don't know whether that would have happened. Better still, I will probably be able to travel to Berlin by train, which will automatically give me a rest day (only the third in seven weeks) and time to catch up on my notes. My only challenge is finding a sequence of trains from Koper to Berlin that will accept bikes.
As for Trieste, well, I arrived at seven and haven't seen much of the place yet, beyond this statue of James Joyce, who lived here for over a decade. And I probably won't have much time to explore tomorrow either.