San Juan, Puerto Rico 2013–what catapulted the addiction to bike polo tournament travel. This was my first time (ever) flying with my bicycle and it was terrifying, y’all. I met the sweetest locals and amazing players from all over the US. There were even people from the UK, m8s!!!
Below are some photos documenting my first Gasolina (the adult Caprisun), the term ‘babybirding‘, and a few glimpses of what Pukearico 2013 looked like to me.
I blacked out, took my shirt off, danced aggressively, ate mofongo, got in a fight, pretty sure i banged a guy, and my team did pretty well, despite my newb status. It was fun, I guess.