Wingate by Wyndham Florence
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To begin our journey, Amanda and I took our bikes to the beach and dipped our back tires into the ocean. A really nice couple took our picture and wished us well on our trip. After brushing the sand off our tires and out of our brakes and gears we hit the road. As we departed from Myrtle Beach we thought that we picked the best city to start our biking adventure in. The roads were wide, had bike lanes and were lined ...
... beach flip-flops, a floppy hat, etc. You then begin to see my suitcase predicament..
Regardless of this problem, I am excited to see the adventures that lay before me. I don't really have a plan (I find that when you go without a plan you end up having a lot more fun). I'm so ready to see my friends again and learn crazy things about the French culture that I do not yet know about. And this is one more country under my belt :-)
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 ...
... This Guy sign and it spun round in the air and stuck back in the grass right way up. I'll never beat that.
Nick kicked a mail box so it was hanging off it's post, and I kicked it all the way off. Then we pegged it. There was no one around because it was ******* 3.30 in the morning, but when you break something you have to peg it.
All night garage for water and Pretzel Flipz, then bed. Job done.
South Crrlyna, peace out!
... 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 ...