Flatbed ride

It takes quite a while to collect and disassemble all the carts. As we lift each on to the truck we are left with less and less room until eventually Katarina and I can only sit on the very edge of the flatbed rear with our feet dangling over the edge and nothing but a single hand holding the side and a large bump is all that's needed to send us hurtling into the dirt. It's a tough ride and we're both clinging on for dear life. I can't remember a more uncomfortable ride.