I get on the ferry and look up the two flights of stairs not thinking i can make it. The 2nd level is the most opulent and modern I had seen since entering the country, by choice. A red leather couch awaits, and I plop down with extremely uncomfortable back pain. Beside me is as young, trendy, dark and handsome Mexican with a black moustache and thick curly hair in a mini pompadour. We had met earlier when he and a 10 year old approache me at the bike outside of the office to ask about my trip. I was a bit grouchy from the pain of exhaustion, and pain in the asses literally and figuratively, but he was so damn charming.
We ended up chatting for most of the 6 and a half hour journey to the mainland, he with broken english, and me with parts of spanish. together, we learned a lot about each other´s language, and lifestyles. He asked me if he could get on my bike and come with me s
outh to his home town. I said no way, the bike is so full impossible. I went from a complete no, to a let´s take the bags and put them on a bus, to let´s put both of us and all our bags on the bike, and take you home. So, that´s what we did.
We ended up chatting for most of the 6 and a half hour journey to the mainland, he with broken english, and me with parts of spanish. together, we learned a lot about each other´s language, and lifestyles. He asked me if he could get on my bike and come with me s
outh to his home town. I said no way, the bike is so full impossible. I went from a complete no, to a let´s take the bags and put them on a bus, to let´s put both of us and all our bags on the bike, and take you home. So, that´s what we did.
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