We are in Newton! Yesterday we actually hitched a ride so that we could spend the day experiencing the local festivities. We were accompanied by a bike touring couple, Tom and Catt. Michael wanted to bike so he went alone while we crammed five bikes, 25 bags, and six people into a tiny Ford Ranger.
After meeting up with Michael and chowing down on a sub-par Chinese buffet, we hung out with our WarmShowers hosts and their family on the porch drinking beer and eating more food. The bike hostel we planned on staying at turned out to be closed, so this wonderful family took in a total of seven riders to stay with them last night! A big thank you to Meg, Clark, and son Callan.
Then around 9 o clock the fireworks started to really get heavy...
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Now let me first explain that we have had to endure the caustic sounds of fireworks every night since June 29th. It's been awful and nearly impossible to get sleep. However, nothing could have prepared me for the barrage of explosions we heard/saw last night. For three hours, the whole town was alive with relentless patriotic eruption. Huge mortars fired off from every couple street corners; fountains, screaming rockets, and other projectiles whizzed in the streets; and the cacophony of firecrackers was absurd. Coming from a state where most of these kinds of fireworks are illegal, it was a bizarre event to witness.
So we are taking the day off here to recover from our semi-hangovers and watch the Women's World Cup Final and also stay at the bike hostel. Should be fun!
- Chris
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