It is Wednesday my dudes. We awoke to the sound of Julie's voice echoing throughout the campground like the sound of a thousand angels. After a scrumptious breakfast consisting of the finest Quaker granola bars Stop and Shop has to offer, we set off on our bikes to bond with one another and discover ourselves. Despite a few bumps along the way, including the author of this post getting a flat tire, his hair soaked with sweat, we all made it to lunch safely, where we gorged on a feast of cold cuts and goldfish all the while surrounded by the splendor of the Stop and Shop parking lot. We then biked 5 strenuous miles to the ferry, which we rode to the shores of Block Island. We pitched our tents in a campground clearing of low lying trees, where I now write this post. After dinner we biked to town, swam in the ocean, ate Ben and Jerry's, and biked back.
-Trekker Octavio
