cont'd from Part 1,
Yeah so after I left the cc William fetched me to a Chinese restaurant for pork ball noodles. After brunch we looked around the whole of BRP just to find zero bicycle shops. Finally got info from a little boy that a motorbike shop repairs bicycles. When asked, the man at the shop said they only replace tubes. Found out from him that there are a lot of bicycle shops at one area.
My bike got a face-lift. The guys at the bike shop were really friendly and helpful. They even suggested that I get a full cyclist suit plus helmet as those gain respect from other people. I "WHAT"-ed in my head. Anyway they "selamat jalan"-ed and I left.
After that I cycle until my ass was aching, resulting from the hard-ass spongeless seat. The heavy load on my back hurt my neck and shoulders. The awkward cycling pose also caused minor back aches. It's all about the pain.
Cycled quite a while, felt damn thirsty, went to get some coconut drink from a streetside stall. Talked for a while there, before going on with the route. They "selamat jalan"-ed me too! A somewhat related thing happened soon after this.
Wah beh tahan... My eyes keep closing... Can I procrastinate... Please? Thanks. You said yes.
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