Thursday: I reluctantly made my way from the Barrow-Downs, and stopped for the night when I reached the road to Bree.
Friday: The Prancing Pony! It was probably my last chance to fill my stomach and sleep in a comfortable bed. [img]smilies/frown.gif[/img]
Saturday: After tossing a couple of apples at Bill Ferny, I set out from Bree and stopped just on the other side of Chetwood.
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