Short and sweet it was mid heat and our bags were packed we said our farewells and Dale in the midst of helping us hold our bikes while we pulled the straps tight to secure our bags he asked, “where do you see yourself in five years?” I loved this question and while we threw out ideas about sustainably living in a tiny house we build or on a boat restoring it and having a garden with solar energy I haven’t stopped thinking about this question. A simple question that truly fueled my ride to Dangregia especially the first 13 miles of tough sandy road. Woosh I hit a wet spot and slide out gave a shout and Kevin laughed asking if I was showing off for him. In the moments after I mentioned how thankful I was he took me downhill biking because I am starting to find my flow and feel good on the bike no matter the circumstances.
The paved road came, then the city, we shared a way too expensive Chinese meal, got groceries found a place to workout in the morning and slept in what I would describe as a fashionable jail cell. Heard traffic, people chatting right behind our heads and woke up only to find my front tire deflated. Disappointed I had the first flat of the day I knew it had to be from all the shredding I was doing up and down the dirt path. We pumped the tire went to the park and worked out with the ants and mosquitos. I probably talk to the bugs as much as I do to Kevin. Partly in hopes they will stop buying my legs and making me itch all night.
I said goodbye to the ocean view, pumped my tire once more and rode to breakfast while we waited for the bike repair shop to open. After paying way too much to get my tire patched we negotiated he give us a patch repair kit and fix some screws on Kevin’s bike and off we went back the way we came to get on the road south to head to catch the a boat to Honduras…funny I’m writing this from Guatemala and you’ll find out why in the next few posts.
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