Different Parts of Everywhere: Cycling the World, Part Three: Mori to Paris
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“There are moments in life when everything just feels wrong. When hurt and pain is all around you. When you’ve somehow lost all that you had. When nothing makes sense any more.
Dea stared at me, the sense of hurt written all over her face, her eyes puffy from too many tears.
“Before, when we split up, I always had hope that we would get back together,” she sobbed. “Now I don’t know. I don’t know if things can ever be the same between us Chris.”
I knew she was right. This had been going on for too long, a slight fracture in our relationship that had slowly grown into a chasm that might never be bridged. And it was all my fault.
Dea was ready. I stood to say goodbye. To hold her and kiss her one last time. To look into those eyes one last time. They were defiant, almost angry, refusing to tear up, but they were the same beautiful blue eyes I’d stared into beside the Mekong all those years and memories ago.
“I’ll see you somewhere,” she said, moving away from me towards the road. “Bye bye.”
“Bye bye,” I whispered, as the only girl I’d ever truly loved cycled out of my life.
I fell to my knees and wept uncontrollably, for I knew it was over.”
Dea stared at me, the sense of hurt written all over her face, her eyes puffy from too many tears.
“Before, when we split up, I always had hope that we would get back together,” she sobbed. “Now I don’t know. I don’t know if things can ever be the same between us Chris.”
I knew she was right. This had been going on for too long, a slight fracture in our relationship that had slowly grown into a chasm that might never be bridged. And it was all my fault.
Dea was ready. I stood to say goodbye. To hold her and kiss her one last time. To look into those eyes one last time. They were defiant, almost angry, refusing to tear up, but they were the same beautiful blue eyes I’d stared into beside the Mekong all those years and memories ago.
“I’ll see you somewhere,” she said, moving away from me towards the road. “Bye bye.”
“Bye bye,” I whispered, as the only girl I’d ever truly loved cycled out of my life.
I fell to my knees and wept uncontrollably, for I knew it was over.”
Join Chris Pountney in the third and final part of his journey to explore the world on his bicycle. Still guided by his original seven challenges, he is determined to succeed in completing all of them as he and his girlfriend Dea continue east from the little Chinese town of Mori.
But on the other side of the Pacific the Americas bring with them a whole new set of difficulties, and it is not only the bike trip, but something much more important that is at stake this time.
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