We chose to “Storm Toll Gates.” In tight formation ready for battle the Braking Boundaries teams rockets toward the toll gate. Toll booth Willy looks on too stunned with events unfolding know what to do. 3 strange bikes and one even stranger looking contraption speed through paying no attention to the barrier, through to the other side and up the on ramp before he can shout out a few words that (I guess) mean “have a safe trip.”
SHOOT: Nothing like being on a bike to get to know a country, including one's own.
SHOOT: Nothing like being on a bike to get to know a country, including one's own.
**Side note – For the 2 days following the time I wrote this we were denied entry by toll booth attendants jumping out of their booths and getting in our way. That didn’t stop us today though as we found a whole in the fence and jumped on the expressway.
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