Last fall, when I first began this blog for my cycling trip, my roommates from college created a betting pool. The wager was over when I would get injured and have to end my trip.
To my knowledge, none of them has created a pool about the likelihood of me surviving my African adventure. Though I am perfectly happy not to have people gambling about my well-being, I miss their shenanigans.
So, I am imploring my college roommates to bring their ridiculous antics to whereswaldo. However, please keep in mind that my grandmother reads this blog, so do not do anything too ridiculous.
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