While we were taking the showers and getting ready to go back to La
Plancha a light rain turned the roads into soap.
In the first 10 meters of road Marc slid off to the side. I turned
back to help and saw that the problem really was his rear tire that
was on the ground!
The first flat of the trip and the first time we stay in the same city
We parked Marc's bike in the hotel's small garage, I removed my side
bags, and Marc hopped on my bike.
Back on to the soap we managed to cover 3 miles in about half an hour,
1 complete lay down of the bike, a couple of saves where the bike
didn't make it all the way to the floor, and endless slides.
The mud here clings to your tire. I could literally feel the bike
getting taller with the mud accumulating. Not to mention the complete
loss of traction!
When we got to the hotel we took a look at the bike and could not see
any of the tire's rubber – just mud.
Anyway – dinner was great and very funny. It ranged from a random guy
taking pictures of our table to a girl showing off her impressive
ability of sucking air in and then forcing it out her private part
making it sound like a fart – ha! It even rhymed 🙂
Rachel's sister was very glad to meet us. She greeted us as "the
bloggers" and went on to explain that she had Googled "Belize to La
Lancha" and the first search result was my blog! She read it and
couldn't believe that it was from the previous day and that in fact
Rachel and Filipo had met "them" and that she was meeting us today!
The coinciednces of this world 🙂
The ride back was better – the roads were dryer and I was a but more
used to it.
Tomorrow we will fix Marcs tire and keep going.