Arkansas City had great things planned for the BAK riders, but the temperature was over a hundred and the streets felt like an oven.
These girls were selling chicken fajitas for a charity. I had one. I had one (or two) of alot of things this day. By the end of the day, I had eaten:
Two breakfast burritos, a pear, orange juice, six salted in the shell peanuts, a handful of Chex Mix, twelve ounces of gatorade, a ham and cheese sandwich, a root beer float with whipped cream and a cherry, a flank steak burrito, a chicken fajita, two hot dogs, two Bud Lights, and a bowl of chili topped with cheese and bacon.
For real. And I didn't even feel particularly full.
