(Posted on behalf of Joachim:)
We decided to ride like our lives depended on securing ourselves some TLC. For once we beat the pack and secured ourselves a much needed hotel room, and in the finest hotel on our route so far. But Murphy, bestowed by Lucifer himself, decided to give us a real African treat.
Checking out the area arround the hotel, Magnus’s rear shock absorber snapped. As if that was not enough, Murphy decided that every nut and bolt ought to be completely seized up for the occasion. Now we are stuck in the parking lot trying to get things sorted while all the hotel’s luxuries mocks us right in our face, like a field of thorn bushes buried deep into our eye apples.
Murphy and Lucifer can showe it, our spirits are unbreakable. We will dip our filthy bodies into the pool even if it will take us all night and the freshly added pool chemicals will strip the skin off our bodies.