Chapter 16 14 The Horrible Information From Brother Seiji

I met a guy named Seiji in a youth hostel in Phoenix, and he just flew here from Japan. He not only participated in the American football club in college, but also looks very athletic.Majestic, bold and forthright, especially loves to tell jokes.When he smiled, the slightly drooping corners of his eyes became a wrinkle on his face, revealing his good character.The two of us always laughed and chatted, we were the only ones in the hotel who were particularly noisy, and he was two years older than me. Brother Seiji started cycling around the world two years ago.Although he traversed the North American continent from north to south like me, but due to lack of time, he always took the shortest route without stopping at all.Wait until you reach the southernmost point of South America

Ushuaia, completed the goal, but began to feel that "this is not the journey I want". Coupled with the constant failure of the bicycle, he went back to Japan to raise money and start over.This time, he no longer insisted on "across the continent", and decided to start again, to go to the places he likes, and travel freely in the way he likes.Phoenix was chosen as the starting point because there are many sights worth seeing nearby.It also sounds crazy to travel the world again just to stick with the way you travel. I spend all my time in Phoenix working on bikes.Because the riding distance has exceeded 10,000 kilometers, I judged that it is better to replace the consumable parts such as gears before entering Mexico.Having said that, I'm not good at mechanics at all, not even how to fix a flat tire.

While I was slowly repairing the car, Brother Seiji came and began to give me advice from the side, and gradually helped me repair it.Before I knew it, he was doing all the work, and I could only stand by and observe. His demeanor was not flustered at all, it was natural and neat.Seeing Brother Seiji getting his hands dirty from changing gears, I couldn't help but think, I will still take the initiative to keep in touch with this person in the future. As long as the two of us hang out, we're always making some kind of nonsense jokes.Brother Seiji once said, "I went to South America two years ago, and the first-hand information is still new!" So I also began to collect travel information seriously.He took out the map from his backpack, took a pen in one hand, and asked about law and order first.

"How about Mexico?" "Complete | no problem!" "Yeah? Really? Then I'll be at ease." In fact, I was still a little afraid of stepping into Mexico. His words brought me a lot of courage. "What about Central America?" "Central America? Ah, totally—no problem!" "What about South America?" "South America? And totally—no problem!" Completely - can't be used as a reference! "However, there is one place where you have to be especially careful." He finished pointing to a certain piece on the map, which was the northern part of Peru.

"There is an uninhabited desert area of ​​about 200 kilometers here. It is said that there are bandits ambushing in this area, specifically attacking cyclists." "?????? Brother Seiji, have you ridden this section too?" "Well, I've ridden it, but back then I was totally--no problem! So it probably doesn't matter." I silently overturned his opinion in my heart, and made a special note on the map: "There may be robbers."