Over the last four months I have been nearly driven off a cliff, had a nearly catastrophic blowout, suffered from altitude sickness on three occasions, have faced treacherous roads, have had food poisoning, been bitten by a bullet ant and a spider and have broken down in the middle of nowhere. Am I complaining- NO. Would I change anything- NO. I have seen beautiful places, met wonderful people and wake up every day, look at my bike and think, ‘YES', I certainly am the luckiest person in the world, with the best job in the world. I feel privileged and humbled. Bring on the next eight months and all the wonder of South America.
ENDS