Sometimes your bike just won't cooperate, and it's these people you need to find.
On the last few days of an 11,000 km trip, it's inevitable that something will go wrong. Well, in this case, it was the bottom bracket in the middle of nowhere.
But luck was on my side. It started with a lovely person who gave me a lift and dropped me off at Alticycles 30 minutes before closing time. I was welcomed like a friend, and besides having a nice chat, I got my bike back, fully repaired, right away.
For such a delicate operation, it's hard not to be in a good mood.
