克服完脚痛，克服完17度的海水，克服完没完没了的上坡路，
好不容易，我又感觉现在人车合一了。
可是我的单车并不这样认为。
复活节这一天，我的车的踏板中轴松掉了。
我朝着Stuart喊:
"Stuart, there is a little problem with my pedals."
Stuart检查完之后，脸色不好看，说：
"Well, it is not a LITTLE problem. I can't do anything without any special tool for this part."
"Well...can this situation hold on for two days till we reach Dubrovnik and find a bike shop?"
"Well...I don't know. If you are lucky enough."
"Well...what is the worst it may be?"
Ed像接到一个绣花球那样接上了话:
"Well, your pedals drop themselves when you come across a turning, you fail to stop your bike, crash into an over-loaded lorry, and die."
"Well, Ed, I like your comment, seriously."
Jebi ga.
最后在骑到一个山头上，我彻底崩溃了。
看着远方的日落，我却看不到希望。
但是连我自己都看不到希望，
我还怎样给人带来希望？
要是没有希望，
怎么能不崩溃？
结果在那个山头上我站了20分钟，
说了很多我自己之前不敢面对的话。
然后又重新骑，骑得一点都不快。
尽管很扫兴，但我正在做我的最好。
Makarska
ZXCV
