The past few days we have had some bike problems and found ourselves in some interesting situations. Let me paint a picture for you... It's 7 p.m., it's raining, we have no headlights and I just ran out of gas (I don't think I have ever run out of gas with anyone more than I have with Leland...) and we are in the middle of nowhere. As we are trying to tie our headlamp to the front of one of the bikes a guy comes up and says he can take us to somewhere close to sleep and eat. Awesome. Lucky lucky. The next morning we wake up to some sounds of death right outside of our door...
Turns out it was true... I thought it was a chicken though.
Nothing like a good old blow torch to get some cookin' done...
Check that blade out. That's for murder.
A little less cute now...
This guy is gettin' worried... better start being useful...
Before we left the family we stayed with asked us if we were hungry... Not so much anymore... Thanks though.