This is usually a question I reserve for phone conversations with friends after a night of beers. But here on our trip it seems to recur daily (and not because of alcohol).
And was it also yesterday morning we were passed in the middle of that city by a little cigarette-sporting kid galloping full speed on a huge horse?
Do you remember when that tree branch fell and hit me in the shoulder?
Or how about when that guy talked to you for twenty minutes without taking a breath or stopping to realize you had no clue what he was saying?
Or that other guy who followed us for five minutes in his car and then pulled over to give you a Pepsi?
And was it really only last night we were led through the town by 30 people to the only hotel and then told we were the first Westerners to ever stay in their city?”
“Umm yeah, I guess it was yesterday… Hey, did you know that the river we crossed in Luzhou was the Yangtze?”
“Wow. What HAPPENED yesterday…?”
Yesterday was awesome. Every day is awesome. Traveling by bicycle is awesome. Go do it.