Rest days and Rouge D-bags

It’s kinda funny and ironic how today of all days I was actually sitting down with another cyclist we met in Casper today, talking about how doing a trip like this gives you a little bit of more faith in humanity. The kindness, the hospitality, the comradely that you find in other travelers like yourself. Funny because deep conversations with strangers are always an unexpected eye-opening experience, ironic because today of all days is when some person decided to leave a douchey comment toward Marcus and I. It goes as follows…

“yea. you guys are gay. i love it. the compassion coming from pure bonding on the streets are unsurpassed by your commitment to each other and the trip. smART MARKETING! thehomolife.wordpress.com”

Quite unfortunate that whoever this may be goes through all the trouble of reading our trip only to feel negatively toward it. Maybe this person wanted to go on a cycling trip of their own and never got to because none of his or her friends wanted to join? could pure bitterness and boredom be the catalyst here?

 Either way, I guess they must understand how difficult a trip like this can be but at the same time the rewards that can stem from it. Rough situations do bring you closer with people, not just people who you’re traveling with. Life on the “streets” is just another way of saying life in the real world, when every action you have has a direct consequence to how the rest of your day will turn out. So far almost 99 percent of people who we’ve met have been supportive of our goals, intentions, and our perseverance over the last 2600 miles or so.

This person however is not. It’s something that Marcus and I both laughed at b.c they voiced their unwanted opinion and didn’t even sign their name to it. What good is it getting your feelings out in the open or off your chest if you’re not even going to be stand up about it?

This is all I got out of this,

Dear Dirk and Marcus,

I think you and your trip are lame and I’m writing this because I have nothing better to occupy my time with.

sincerely,

You’ll never know!! hehehehe

I believe in what i do and i stand true to anything that i enjoy doing. If someone tries to wipe their ass on me it just makes me more greatful for the good people in our lives, the good people we’ve met so far, and for the good people we are to meet in the future. Nothing is better than a few assholes to make the good things seem even better.

 ”Smile at the world, and the world smiles back. Cry to the world, and you’ll cry alone”