The bumpy roads continued for most of my ride today. To add to my frustration I encountered three flats during the ride. The last flat came when I was really close to town, so I just got off and walked the last two miles to my motel. I was beyond pissed off. Probably the closest I've come to a bitchy breakdown thus far. The hot sun was also cooking me while draining my water supply. I was out of water with ten miles left to ride, but thankfully there was a border patrol station that I was able to tank up at. I was in such a bad mood, however, that I kind of snapped at one of the border patrol guards when he asked me if I had any drugs on me. My response was something along the lines of "if that canine sitting two feet away from me isn't retarded then I think he'd let you know". I'm glad they still helped me out. The roads though...I can't understand why they would use such a shitty surface for them. I swear to god the Romans had better roads. Hopefully they will change tomorrow for me. Thank god I have air conditioning and baseball on TV tonight - makes it way easier to relax after the day I had. Although the rooms not the cleanest...pretty sure I saw a cockroach raping a rat when I came in.
Adam, Adam, Adam. You manage to make a rough day into a humorous story. Way to go. Sounds like you do need a rest day near a good bicyle tire shop.
ReplyDeleteWow three flat tires? Tough luck, but looks like you kept a decent amount of spare tubes around.
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