Friday, November 11, 2011

Home Sweet Home

November 5-6, 2011

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Saturday my main goal was to work on the motorcycle. I wanted to figure out what that noise was, change the oil, buy two new tires, and change the spark plugs. The manager of the hotel had a motorcycle and we drove all over town until we found a place with good tires. I have always had dirt tires on my bike, but I could only find good street tires. I was nervous about this, but I honestly spend more time on pavement than dirt. By 5 pm I got everything done (except the noise) as well as laundry! Nice. I headed over to Vanissa’s house to show her some pictures from Ollanta and met her family. We bought some food for dinner, then I headed back to get some sleep. I knew I had a monster day ahead.

Tire change in the middle of the street. Very Peruvian...

Sunday morning I was out of the hostel by 6:00 am. I stopped for gas and to fix the rear tire which was not put on all the way. By 6:30 I was on the road. Ollantaytambo was well over 400 miles away, and I wanted to make it back that day. That would make it my longest day ever.

The new tires were AMAZING. I didn’t know I could lean so far into curves. It was bitter cold at first, but I was traveling at a good constant speed. Basically I stopped 5 times in nine hours. Gas, food/bathroom, cop, two pictures. I actually felt great. I think since I knew I had so many miles to travel that I was ready for it. By 3:30 I was in the plaza hugging Ana, Alecia, Maria Elena, and Maribel.

Thus ended the trip to Chile. In total it was 1985 miles, with 417 coming on the last day. I saw several major tourist spots, had the most intense ride of my life, made some incredible friends, got to stay at an orphanage, crossed a border, and once again experienced unbelievable kindness of strangers. Life. Is. Good.

Yes, I am a doctor AND a mayor

An entire village doing laundry

Back in the valley

At 13,000 miles exactly, I made it to the plaza. (1985 for the trip)

PS: I left Grand Haven on June 14th with 7176 miles on the odometer

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