The next day, 13 July, after riding the previous day, it was time for a rest day! This became my modus operandi, ride a day, take a day off, the days off increasing as the trip went on!
I lounged around, ate breakfast, smoked a bunch of weed, went back to bed, sick of the heat.
The only thing I accomplished for the day was some much needed laundry. I went to a laundromat to drop off my clothes only to find it was self serve. What in the fuck, I had to use a washer and dryer, this is no way to live for an outlaw.

Two hours of my life I’ll not ever get back!
Then I went back to my motel, took another nap, went to dinner, drank more Mexican Coke, then went back and planned a route for the next day.
