📆 Day 10 | 20 August

📍Route: Balatonfüred (Alsóváros) → Révfülöp

🚴‍♀️ Distance cycled: 31,3 km

🏰 Places visited: Révfülöp

We woke up slow—painfully slow. Muscles stiff, heads heavy (especially me having a bad head ache) — getting going was like pushing through fog. Energy was flat; pedaling felt like torture. The sun hadn’t even risen, and already our legs weighed a ton. It’s obvious we’re entering what I call the impasse of the Biketouré—days blending, fatigue setting in, and the relentless heat sapping what little strength remains. I’m not alone in this—my wrist and the flare-up in my cervical spondylosis kicked in hard around 20–25 km, every bump in the path sending jolts of pain. The rest of the team seems to be coping just a bit better—but only just.

By the time we passed through vineyards and waterside stretches, the lake glistened at us mockingly. Families cycled past with ease, laughter trailing behind them. We paused at times—mostly to curse the sun, wipe sweat, and stare at nothing. Balatonfüred seemed distant already.

Finally, the harbor of Révfülöp came into view. The sight slowed our ragged pace: a quiet pier, ripples on the water, a sense of calm that felt almost literary. I thought then of Rév Fülöp by Jeney Zoltán—as if stepping into a story beyond our own. Rév Fülöp is a Balaton-set children’s adventure, often dubbed a Balatóniai lovagregény (Balatonian knight-romance) konyvtarak.hutudatosolvaso.blogspot.com. The story follows a young boy named Fülöp, who—though he’d rather laze around—mystically becomes a knight’s squire under Ádánd, embarking on a quest to find a rare flower that cures King Csobánc’s mysterious ailment konyvtarak.hutudatosolvaso.blogspot.com.

The novel brims with humor, rich wordplay, and whimsical place-names inspired by the Balaton region: Balatónia, Csobánc, Akarattya, Vászoly, Monosz ló, and more—all conjuring a playful world grounded in local geography yet delightfully reimagined tudatosolvaso.blogspot.com. It’s enchanting for both kids and adults, blending imaginative adventure with clever language—so much so that it can change how you see the real places themselves tudatosolvaso.blogspot.com.

We’re now resting at Balatonturist Camping Napfény, and—contrary to our previous stop in Füred—it’s a small relief. Flat ground, a spot of shade, and the soft lapping of water feel like a balm. But the weather forecast threatens rain tomorrow, and that forecast feels like a fresh challenge. Still, tonight, we cling to whatever comfort we can.