the bike was running fine then it died completely out of nowhere. i pulled over to the side of road and dropped the bowls. they had gas. i pulled the plugs and didnīt get a spark on either side. gapped new plugs, installed ém. checked connections at the caps and the coil. no go.
i was near a federal weighin for trucks and the guy there let me chain the bike up to a tree next to the station
i hopped in a taxi and asked him if he knew of a hotel that was close to the bike. my spanish is holding up well. he found me a hotel less than a mile away. i went back to the bike and pushed it over to the hotel.
thisīd make a good childrensībook The Chicken and The Moto. itīll have a sad ending. the moto breaks down and the chicken gets eaten.
the chicken tried to peck me a few times. canīt blame the guy. if i order quesadillas con pollo for dinner tonight heīll get killed.
the hotel was much cheaper, has air conditioning, tv and serves food. iīm happy