On our last 35 km to Saigon, I wore a Vietnamese coolie hat, (with determination) was told firmly that it was not allowed, but did I listen? It slowed me down a bit, but the ride was fun and since it was the end of our trip, I decided to do it in style. When we arrived at our destination, Elliot, (beefcake from Birmingham) decided that we should do a stint of Yoga to loosen us up a little. We took it in turns to do more and more difficult poses, until, Neil (Jewish New Yorker) decided that he was going to show us the ultimate position. He ran to the central reservation of the motorway and stood on his head, now that beats all.
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