
Maybe someone will come along with some ice cream…
Maybe I’ll get a flat tire on Christmas Eve
Maybe someone will rob my bags while I’m not looking
Maybe this hill will end around the next bend
Maybe someone will be able to weld this pannier back together
Maybe this food will make us sick for a week
Maybe a coconut will be laying on the side of the road
Maybe there will be a bike lane
Maybe trucks will honk at me repetitively
Maybe I’ll be able to wash my socks for the first time in a month
Maybe this town will have fish tacos and pineapples
Maybe we’ll ride for hours without food or water
Maybe it will be 15 miles all downhill
Maybe there will be a crazy rash from wearing these bike shorts
Maybe I’ll get 15 tacos for a dollar
Maybe I’ll sleep in a bed
Maybe I will see a truckload of Hondurans deported from the states
Maybe I’ll be able to climb a tree in a dense tropical forest
Maybe it will be nearly 100 degrees
Maybe the river will be cool and refreshing to swim in
Maybe this lake will be infested with crocodiles
Maybe we will forget something and have to turn around
Maybe other cyclists will ride alongside us for a few days
Maybe we will make it through the border smoothly
Maybe I’ll find another rock to carry with me
Maybe we will get lost
or maybe we will go for a bike ride and let what happens, happen
Maybe I’ll have a son that takes my breath away
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Maybe I love you more than words can express.
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Maybe I will give you a nickname, called Orange.
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Maybe you will give me a presentation about your trip
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Quincy to Juicy to Orange
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Wow, Ian.
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What..
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Maybe you can tell me how you made this website
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