The motorcycle is tattered, the land is dusty, the equipment is not as good as the ALICE for a day trip, and there is no GPS electronic map. From south to north, two men travel across South America. Although it is a motorcycle diary, the motorcycle is so bad that it is only worth a pound just after half the journey.
As a biopic of Guevara, it is not at all high-end. The first part is bumpy and full of laughs, the second part is clicky, like a social reporter, and the third part is a leprosy volunteer. It finally has the meaning of a fearless hero. , but ended up swimming across the Amazon just to celebrate birthdays with patients. In fact, it doesn't matter whether this young man is Guevara or not.
One sperm is always in the brain, loves to swindle and cheat, and the other is dumb when he arrives at home, occasionally swaying and cheating, and he looks like a real living person. Although the unfamiliar South American scenery and Spanish make me unable to bring in, I can see them eating and drinking with girls. (and the cannonades) laughing wildly. You see, Che Guevara has done this, girls should use the word wretched carefully in the future.
Back at the beginning, I was still thinking about the possibility of my own road. When I saw the motorcycle bump on the dirt road, I couldn't help but feel a pain in the balls, and then I thought that it might be bad for the prostate and even affect sexual function, and 80% of it is irreversible. I don't have asthma, but I have to stay in the hospital for a few days when I have bronchitis, and my skin loves to be oily. I don't know what it will be like this way, and the possible impact of this posture for a long time on my knees, hunger and sleep. The effect of the deficiency on the brain, and the possibility of infection in the wild is terrifyingly high, unable to take a bath every day, no time to change underwear every day, um, and hemorrhoids.
See, there are so many difficulties without getting on the road. I, who have been tamed by modern society, still take the face cleanser, shower gel and shampoo, wash and sleep.
On the road in your dreams, maybe it will be easier.
If the noise and light outside the window can disappear before zero, I can fall asleep.
I couldn't hear or see through the window and the curtains, but I knew they were there.
So my reason for going on the road is not to seek, only to escape.
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