#19 - "El Viaje De Bicycle Infernal"
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Now this sounded like a great adventure: a 10 KM bike ride from Banos to a town called Puyo. I'd see waterfalls, volcanoes and quaint Ecuadorian villages. Just like The Motorcycle Diaries, only without a motor or the cycle.
When I asked to rent their largest bike and the guy disappeared to the back room, I should've smelled trouble. In lieu of the brand new Specialized bikes they had on display, he returned with a large, rusty clunker from a company called "Smith." "It's ok?" I asked. "Si," re replied. Whatever. At a rental price of five bucks a day, who was I to complain.
I sailed out of Banos and took the first big descent with no problems. So far, so good. My luck changed on the first climb. Almost immediately, the chain popped off. Fuck. And so began my 69KM of pure and utter hell.
First came the offroad detour, which left me no option but to peddle through piles of warm, splattering manure. Then thre was the long, pitch black tunnel with the tailgaiting bus honking in my ear.
Next came the massive rainstorm, which spread the manure splatter over much of my face and doby. Then my helmelt broke. Then I suffered a bloody hand injury due to the shitty gear system on my bike. Rabid dogs chased me through towns. I badly fistailed all the downhills. Passing trucks soaked me. Yet somehow, it was the bes day I've had in a really long time.
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