Kochi to the Finish Line

Lazy day around the hotel. Around 12:30 we decided to make the final drive to cross the finish line. We hopped in Ricky one last time, and drove 13 km.

It wouldn't be the Rickahaw Run if that went perfectly smooth. We missed our turn in Town and ended up having to take a dirt track for half the drive. Then couldn't find the entrance for the finish so had to circle the block a time or two before we made it. That finally drive was perfectly apropos to the entire trip.

Writing our name on the finisher's board (we finished on the 15th at 13:19, the 30th team to cross)

It was fun to watch some other teams finish and feel the sense of emotion as everyone accomplished their goal and reveled in their unique journey to get there. I think we all experienced this a little differently, but we are all changed because of it.

Afterward, we headed up to the terrace of the hotel our teammates (Team Holy Cow!) were staying at and reminisced, laughed, and chatted until heading to the finish party.

The finish party was something else with drums and dancers, light shows and fighters, boats, food, beer and revelries. A group of 200 strangers that will forever share a bond - tired and beat up, but not wanting the night to end.

All of us asking each other and ourselves- what's next?