We made it to Santiago the great tour one of the most physically

demanding things I've done in my entire life. Today even though it was a

shorter ride I was about I don't know three miles out of the city getting close could not

yet see the top of the city but was I knew I was getting close and

flat tire on the rear tire.

I was in the back of the pack.

The lead writer who was with us had already gone.

My dad had already gone.

I was all alone and of course it started to rain as soon as I got the

flat tire.

So I was trying to text people letting them know that I was stuck and I would be late because

I had changed the flat tire. And if you ever tried this wallet for raining and you're using your iPhone,

the drops are hitting the screen and pushing letters you don't want.

And so I was trying to text with the rain hitting the screen and I was frustrated and I had

Grease and oil on my hands from trying to change the tire and it was a frustrating and yet again

humiliating moment because I knew I was so close. I was so close to

Santiago and yet so far away and in my mind I pictured everyone in our group

three miles ahead sitting in a cafe warm out of the

rain drinking cappuccinos having a croissant and I wanted to be there so bad so

after about 10 minutes I saw my dad coming down the hill and I tried to wave at him

and flag him but because it was raining and bad weather he didn't see me so he went all the

way down the hill and I felt bad because I knew he was going to have to climb it back up.

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