After
chilling and a few beers I had in
my saddlebags spent some time talking to some guys staying at motel.
Got
a bit peckish so went to a Creole restaurant on the corner. Now this is where I got out of my
comfort zone. Creole food is from
down south and looking at the menu I didn't have a clue. There was some type of gumbo and
jambalaya and alligator steaks etc so what the hell I thought. Went for the frogs legs and rice, very
nice bit like chicken/seafood then bugger me 2 guys doing country music asked
where I was from (only 5 people in restaurant). So explained about Gore and gold guitars and they wanted a
kiwi song so got up on mike and taught them 10 guitars (remembered most of the
words). After that another first -
pecan pie US style then I was out of there before I had to do a Haka.
Big
ride tomorrow 210 miles to LA
Location:San Luis
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