Mehh where was i

Yea so post lunch next to turd

I continued on my way. By the time the sun was setting i had biked 80miles(137km)and i had found my self a secluded spot in a park to hobo down for the night. I feisted on vanila yogurt and grany smith apple's and tuked myself into my hot pink sleepingbag. A ruff first nights sleep with spooky noises(thats the spooky-est font i could find), bug bites and a sweat like you wouldent belive.

I woke up at the crack of dawn to hit the rode again bit sore from the sleep and the day befor but in high spirits.