(The following post is a little out of order, but Angelica just wrote it after the fact. It’s her take on the cyclo ride.)
The cyclo seat is made for one, and maybe a little hand bag. It is not designed for an ex-Michigan boy-water polo player. My cyclo driver took off first so it wasn’t until the first stop light that I actually saw Kevin in his cyco seat, holding one arm across his chest and the other arm holding the elbow, and hand slightly covering his mouth as if to say to everyone we passed, “this was not my idea.” I started to shake with laughter, and my driver joined in a little for good measure (they get tips so he was willing to join in on my giggling fit).
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