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'Butyoucouldgetthetraintherewithus,andthenyouwouldbeabitclosertoScotland
when you set off tomorrow,' added the guy.
'It's very tempting. But that would be cheating, I'm afraid. We've got to cycle all the
way and we wouldn't be able to pay for the train fare. Thanks very much for the offer
though.'
It's not often that two gorgeous girls stop you in the street and then beg you to go and
stayattheirhouse.Butsuchwasourdedicationtothechallengethatwewavedthemgood-
bye and set out to find somewhere to stay.
'Let'sgotothepub,'saidBen,afterwehadbeenwanderingthestreetsforanotherhour.
'You read my mind,' I said.
We parked our bikes just inside the doorway of a pub so that we could keep an eye on
them. It didn't take long for us to register that it was a gay pub. I know it's not politic-
allycorrecttostereotypegaysandlesbians,buttheclientelelookedlike,well,stereotypical
gays and lesbians.
Thebarman,ayoungrosy-cheekedboy,listenedtoourstorywhileheheldhisheadwith
his hands.
'Are you ok?' I asked, after we had explained our challenge and that we were hoping
for a free beer.
'Yeah, yeah, sorry. I'm just feeling like shit from last night. Bit of a wild one, if you
know what I mean,' he said with a grin as he coyly looked over to a group of guys in the
corner who all raised their glasses at him. 'I only got up about ten minutes ago and I feel
like absolute crap. Yeah, I can definitely sort you both out with a beer, though.'
'How long have you been going?' shouted one of the guys in the corner who had obvi-
ously overheard us telling our story to the barman.
'Six days,' I said.
'And how many miles have you done?'
'About 200.'
'And you reckon you're going to complete it in three weeks?' he laughed.
'Yeah. We'll do it.'
'No you won't, mate. You're fucked. You've only done 200 miles and you've got 15
days left. Mathematics says you're fucked.'
'We'll make it. We're a bit behind schedule but we'll catch up,' said Ben.
'It's not possible, mate. Mathematics says you are fucked.'
One of the women joined in.
'What the fuckare youdoingdrinking inapub,whenyoushouldbecycling? He'sright
y'know. You're fucking fucked.'
The whole group erupted into fits of laughter.
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