克服完腳痛，克服完17度的海水，克服完沒完沒了的上坡路，
好不容易，我又感覺現在人車合一了。
可是我的單車並不這樣認為。
復活節這一天，我的車的踏板中軸松掉了。
我朝著Stuart喊:
"Stuart, there is a little problem with my pedals."
Stuart檢查完之後，臉色不好看，説：
"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像接到一個繡花球那樣接上了話:
"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.
最後在騎到一個山頭上，我徹底崩潰了。
看著遠方的日落，我卻看不到希望。
但是連我自己都看不到希望，
我還怎樣給人帶來希望？
要是沒有希望，
怎麼能不崩潰？
結果在那個山頭上我站了20分鐘，
説了很多我自己之前不敢面對的話。
然後又重新騎，騎得一點都不快。
儘管很掃興，但我正在做我的最好。
Makarska
ZXCV
