Dad and I were up bright and early. We had the bikes packed and ready to go at 9. once the bikes were all packed and ready to go we said our goodbyes to our friend Gus. We got on the road and rode to Punta Mandrid. It was a nice little town. Once dad and I got a hotel, we went out and explored the place. While we were out we picked up dinner. While we were eating dinner in our room the hotel owner came and talked to us. He told us that there is no gas south. The gas company is have a strike and it would be hard to get gas. We both thought he was just saying that to make us stay a few extra night but dad did some research on the net and there is a strike but it said nothing about being difficult to get. So we had something to think about in our sleep.
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