Haven’t we all heard about just how many things could kill you in Australia? Is it really true? Do a google search, seriously, you will get a back a huge list of things that will kill you – including Russel Crowe. But, geeze – spiders, snakes, rock fish, crocodiles, hoop snakes, drop bears etc… I will just leave that there for you to think about.
Anyway, I am going to Australia for work next week. There are bikes and bike stores there, so I will go there. It is pretty simple actually. If you have bikes, and you have bike stores, I want to go there to learn something and paint it Trek – somehow. That is kind of who I am. It is a burden, I know.
Ok. My friend Simon lives in Australia, and suggested that while I was down there I should come for a visit. Awesome idea, I thought. We could catch up, go for a bike ride, get a beer together, do something Australian (as we have traveled all over the world together but never Australia). I got after getting my plan together, packing up my gear etc… I am all ready to go. The anticipation is building.
Then tonight, he and I are having an email exchange about the trip and other things going on in our lives. Everything is going swimmingly, towards the plan. Then out of the blue, he says “Hey, take a look at what was on my deck last night!”, with a photo attached.
I mean, Simon has lived there most of his whole life and he is terrified of snakes. So seriously, do I cancel?