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Tales from the unknown...
Tuesday, August 12, 2008

It's inevitable that a certain emptiness is felt upon the return from the expedition. As I woke up over the past few days and lay in bed, I realized that there would be:

no loading up to do,
no distances of unending hills and winds to conquer,
no laundry to wash and hope it dries on time,
no dodgy hotels to contend with,
no 11 other team members to ride with.

after two weeks, the cycling expedition that took us away from our comfort zones is well and truly over.

When friends and family ask me how the trip was, how everything worked out; even as I give them answers that the trip was fantastic, it was a great experience, I had a lot of fun, deep down, I know: there is no way to explain it.

How do you explain the days when the winds never ceased, when pushing down the pedal just one more time seemed more than you could take? How do explain the joy in sharing the pain of the trip together as a team? How do you explain the hospitality enjoyed and friendships made in Thailand?

How do you explain the organization, the planning and the riding of 1500km with a team that has given so much?

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This has been a long journey, and I think only the team well and truly understand what has happened over the course of the journey. Harsh words have been said, feelings have been hurt, uncertainties have been faced. Likewise, there has been happiness, surprise and above all, satisfaction.

Satisfaction that at the end of it all, we well and truly Rode from the Heart.

I know a place that we can go to
A place where no one knows you
They won't know who we are

I know a place that we can run to
And do those things we want to
They won't know who we are

Let me take you there
I wanna take you there

I know a place that we forgot
A place where we won't get caught in
They won't know who we are (they won't know, won't know)
I know a place where we can hide out
And turn our hearts inside out
They won't know who we are

Let me take you there
I wanna take you there
Let me take you there
Take you there
Take you there

I know a place we'll be together
And stay this young forever
They won't know who we are


Posted by Xihao at 5:22 PM

About Us
1500km . 13 riders . 14 days . ONE dream

Ride From The Heart is a charity expedition in aid of the Straits Times School Pocket Money Fund. We will be cycling a total distance of 1500km from Phuket to Singapore in July 2008.

100% of ALL proceeds/donations/pledges will go straight towards the STPMF.

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