It’s everywhere.
In shops, on houses, clothes, walls, in restaurants. A symbol. It’s called the Fleur de Lis. You can see it all across the Southern States.
It’s everywhere.
In shops, on houses, clothes, walls, in restaurants. A symbol. It’s called the Fleur de Lis. You can see it all across the Southern States.
Isn’t it funny how a chance meeting or conversation can potentially change the whole course of your life?
It happened again at the start of this week.
Cycling out of Orlando airport, one of the first signs we passed, hung up outside a front gate read: “Trespassers will be used for target practice, thieves will be shot on sight.”
Well, week one is done and we are still alive and in one piece! There have been no major arguments, and morale is high. We’ve just touched down in Ireland, after getting the overnight ferry from Wales.
Yesterday we waved goodbye to our families, and we’ll be on the road now for 12 months.
What started out as a random conversation with a friend has turned into a mad reality that will either be the stupidest, or best thing we’ve ever done.
To begin we thought it might be useful to answer some frequently asked questions we often get asked once people have got over the initial “you did WHAT on bikes…?”