Its 2am. Barbara and I are in a bus station in the middle of
freaking nowhere with a dead cell phone and our thinnest summer outfits on. Out
next bus leaves in 5 hours, which sounds really simple but let me tell you: After 48 hours of being homeless sleeping on benches and laundromat floors, those cold 5 hours really suck.
Thursday, 23 February 2017
Sunday, 19 February 2017
Day 26 - Bus Rhymes with Bollocks
Okay so an overnight stay on a bus is not the way to do it.
We hardly slept. We arrived in Cleveland at 3am and the initial plan was to pop
into town for the day. Our connecting bus to Niagara Falls was only due to depart
much later that same day. We locked up our luggage, (which cots more than buying new luggage) and opened up our Uber app.
Thursday, 16 February 2017
Day 25 - Home of Muscle and Being Molested by Bourbon
We arrived in Detroit late last night and scored a place to
stay nearby. A quick power four hours of sleep and we were out to town. I am
quite a petrol head and Detroit is the birthplace of so many historic motor
vehicle trends, shops, muscle culture and (most importantly) the Henry Ford
manufacturing yard.
Wednesday, 15 February 2017
Monday, 13 February 2017
Day 23 - Chicago and We Lost Our Girl
The first little bit of bad weather. The clouds where low
and grey, the wind was wet and the world seemed a little less enjoyable on this
particular part of the ride. I was miff. We are heading from Lisle to Chicago
and straight to the Eagle Rider to drop off our Harley. 4000 miles and over 100
hours in the saddle meant she was my third most successful relationship ever. It
goes: Wife, High school girlfriend, Harley.
Thursday, 2 February 2017
Wednesday, 1 February 2017
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