After
packing up all my stuff and saying goodbye to Orlando for the last time until
next summer, Twiggy and I got on a plane and headed to the World Titles in
Wisconsin.
After two cancelled flights I was getting nervous that I was going to pull a Phil Soven at Nationals, (missed his ride due to cancelled flights) after finally landing in Chicago, Michigan, I got straight on my coach and mobbed it to Kenosha as fast as the bus driver said he could go. When I got to ‘Brat Stop Kenosha’, 2 miles from the site, I had to patiently wait for the cab that was supposed to be there waiting for me.
All just to be told i got there too late by 10 minutes, I was shattered and
heartbroken. I was there a good 2 hours before my ride, but they said rules are rules. I hope they treat all riders that way in the future because it sucked big time. All i could do at the time was swallow my pride, and support
the other riders who were lucky enough to ride in the contest. It looked like a really fun contest, the lake
was buttery all weekend, the wake didn't look bad and the boys were all
shredding!
At least I had something to look forward to, yes I was finally heading home after a long and fun summer with the people I love, I was looking forward to getting home, seeing my family and organising my house on the Gold Coast.
After two cancelled flights I was getting nervous that I was going to pull a Phil Soven at Nationals, (missed his ride due to cancelled flights) after finally landing in Chicago, Michigan, I got straight on my coach and mobbed it to Kenosha as fast as the bus driver said he could go. When I got to ‘Brat Stop Kenosha’, 2 miles from the site, I had to patiently wait for the cab that was supposed to be there waiting for me.
At least I had something to look forward to, yes I was finally heading home after a long and fun summer with the people I love, I was looking forward to getting home, seeing my family and organising my house on the Gold Coast.
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