John Peel
Senior Member
- Location
- Cheshire England
I guess you are a racing snake now?
Your kidding, I guess I am what I am. I started out at 350lb and I'm still 300lb. You see, when it's 100 degrees, humidity off the scale, and a sweaty long knackering day, beer at 3 bottles for a pound is just too hard to pass up Beer you see is my downfall, but hey, I earned it. Food is another problem. I was looking forward to street foods and eating like the locals do, but bicycle touring spoiled all that because I got to see how it's prepared, stored and kept. I got to see thick layers of flies on foods in the back of buildings and huts.
The conditions most foods were kept in were horrid and put me right off most of it. There were some foods I would eat, like coconuts or fruits that had a husk or skin protection. Otherwise it was any crap I could by from petrol station or shops, like biscuits and crisps. Nope, despite thousand of km's, I'm still one hell of a huge guy, but strong though I had a load of old women pocking my middle in a village in Thailand, saying "fat, fat, fat" "you fat" Funny though.
It's too hot to be sat there cooking your own food, you just want to get in your dirt cheap digs and get a cold shower and put the A/C on, and get some beer down your neck.