Holiday Inn Express Hotel & Suites Florence Civic Center @ I-95
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... The Road with Bikes" signs. As it turns out, the roads outside of Myrtle Beach are infamous for being awful! In almost no time at all our pleasant bike ride turned into a harrowing tale. Cars came within inches of our handle bars on roads with no shoulders and 60 mph traffic. We struggled to keep our balance while riding on rumble strips and grass.
We did not feel safe riding on the road, Hwy 501, so ...
... with what I have done and while I know I have a lot more potential, the fact of the matter is that this is the situation I have been dealt. It is a challenge that needs to be overcome, and I want to be sure to overcome it with grace and poise.
Which brings me to why I am going to Paris- the friends I made last summer had always told me I was more than welcome to stay with them and so I took them up on it. Staying ...
Headed into South Carolina, no giant things to take a picture of this time round, so we got there pretty early.
Gazz tried to get an haircut at the Walmart but was screwed over waiting for a woman getting her braids done
We drove into Florence, dropped Gazz off at Swole's Barber Shop and decided to have a reconnoiter around the town, make sure the bars actual ...
I did not take a picture of the Gents.
They had a urinal and a cubicle, but there was no door! Not like, ooh some sod ripped the door off, like there had never been a door. No need for one apparently. Everyone at Apple Annie's likes an audience when they take a dump.
I wasn't after dropping the bomb, but I'm one of those guys who can't **** without being behind a locked door. No matter how desperate I ...
... a granny driver going 5 over.
So after being publically embarrassed by that truck driver we had 5 points to do today.
So we worked are way through all 5 points today on our way out of the low country. At our last point I had the land owner pay me a visit. He was your typical farmer in that he drove a truck. But what stepped out what not very typical. A tall man in boot, fitted Levi's, tucked in ...