There was no soju aboard the ferry to Japan; a blessing in disguise.
Author: Sam Pougher (page 2 of 4)
Remember the kid at school who played conkers and claimed to have a ‘hundreder’. The same applies in cycle touring.
A lot of cyclists claim to have a mythical seat that they can ride a century of miles on, day in day out, without any symptoms of ‘babooning’ of the arse.
I call them liars.
I’m glad I’ve done it.
The second entry in the ‘Things Travellers Say’ phrasebook. Usually preceded by a story where the protagonist has dragged their arse through an entirely unenjoyable experience in the vain hope they can look back on it one day as a character building, life affirming moment, when in actual fact the only thing they’re glad about it the fact they’ll never have to do it again.
China. I’m glad I’ve done it.