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Day 80

The couple who invited me over for dinner yesterday night are having me over for a morning coffee. Ann decides to buy me breakfast at the local restaurant because she wants to send me off with a full belly. Off I go, belly full, but feel still as tired as the night before. I can’t even stand listening to music which, again, means that something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Only an hour into my morning ride I find a sweet spot in the shade, put my tent up and go for a nap.

Four hours later… I am back on the road. The rollers have gotten easier to ride. It’s either the nap or they have indeed flattened out. I ride along the corn fields and tobacco farms. I get to my destination for the night - Sonora - on time, which is before the sun sets down. It’s an area where many of the Amish live and, indeed, I soon come across a buggy.

You can’t imagine how happy I am to discover that I can be faster than a horse for I pass the carriage easy-peasy. I wave to the kid sitting at the back, but geez, they’re more serious than a heart attack. Is that part of the Amish experience or is it simply the fate of any young child: being grumpy? I guess I’ll never know.

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