It only took us about 3 hours to put the bike together today. Not a great time, but it's really clean.
We biked to Dana Point... that's about 40 miles round trip. In Europe, people do not drive Escalades. That was a nice thing. An Escalade on PCH in Laguna Beach is not a pretty sight from 18 inches away.
Mileage this week: 40 miles
I'm all packed for commuting tomorrow.
Also tomorrow: a picture of my Word Wall dragon.
31 July 2006
29 July 2006
Zurich, Lucern, the Black Forest, and Alsace!
Late Monday night, we returned from an incredible experience with Santana Tandems in Europe.
We flew into Zurich, traveled to Lucerne, which is possibly my favorite city, and then went to the highest point in the Black Forest, where we put our bike together and started our cycling adventure.
My heartfelt thanks to Bill and Jan McCready from Santana, who put together these amazing trips. Here's a picture... Bill doesn't always look that wacky.
You can see all of our photos from the trip, along with Michael's comments, at Snapfish.
Two other people who made the trip fabulous were Tate and Sarah. We bonded as two of the younger couples. Tate had the most interesting title in the "face book" that Jan put together to help us get to know each other:thing namer. He actually runs his own branding company, which sounds much more impressive, but not as funny. Sarah has a fascinating job working for the government. I'm not being facetious. I do think it's fascinating. I already miss Sarah and Tate. Here is one of our many pictures of them. Happy Birthday, Sarah!
As Tate pointed out, I live my life "pratfall to pratfall." I had only two on this trip. First, I somehow contracted pinkeye. (Lovely thought, huh?) Luckily, there was an opthamologist on the trip who travels with a bag of drugs, so it didn't ruin my trip! Thanks, Ken (seen here with his lovely wife, Susan)!
On the second day of cycling, we had dinner in a 500-year-old barn. After much dancing and weird-hat-wearing, I fell down the stairs. I suffered through the rest of the trip with a very ugly bruise on my posterior. No, there will be no picture. Another doctor on the trip was able to assure I wouldn't die from the scary bruise, and it didn't interfere with bicycling, so the riding went on! Dr. Patricia is on the right with her fellow bridge players! Thanks, Patricia!
Finally... here's a picture of Michael and I at the Maginot Line, on an incredibly hot day in France. Gotta love those bike clothes!
You can visit Michael's site for other observations... I'll write more when I've had time to get my thoughts together.
We flew into Zurich, traveled to Lucerne, which is possibly my favorite city, and then went to the highest point in the Black Forest, where we put our bike together and started our cycling adventure.
My heartfelt thanks to Bill and Jan McCready from Santana, who put together these amazing trips. Here's a picture... Bill doesn't always look that wacky.
You can see all of our photos from the trip, along with Michael's comments, at Snapfish.
Two other people who made the trip fabulous were Tate and Sarah. We bonded as two of the younger couples. Tate had the most interesting title in the "face book" that Jan put together to help us get to know each other:thing namer. He actually runs his own branding company, which sounds much more impressive, but not as funny. Sarah has a fascinating job working for the government. I'm not being facetious. I do think it's fascinating. I already miss Sarah and Tate. Here is one of our many pictures of them. Happy Birthday, Sarah!As Tate pointed out, I live my life "pratfall to pratfall." I had only two on this trip. First, I somehow contracted pinkeye. (Lovely thought, huh?) Luckily, there was an opthamologist on the trip who travels with a bag of drugs, so it didn't ruin my trip! Thanks, Ken (seen here with his lovely wife, Susan)!
On the second day of cycling, we had dinner in a 500-year-old barn. After much dancing and weird-hat-wearing, I fell down the stairs. I suffered through the rest of the trip with a very ugly bruise on my posterior. No, there will be no picture. Another doctor on the trip was able to assure I wouldn't die from the scary bruise, and it didn't interfere with bicycling, so the riding went on! Dr. Patricia is on the right with her fellow bridge players! Thanks, Patricia!
Finally... here's a picture of Michael and I at the Maginot Line, on an incredibly hot day in France. Gotta love those bike clothes!You can visit Michael's site for other observations... I'll write more when I've had time to get my thoughts together.
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