Less than a month...
till the big ride. I have to stifle a little inner panic. 75 miles isn't so hard, when you take an hour off to play in the surf and have a meal in some beachside resort town you've never visited before. Those trips with the boy are lovely, indeed. Couldn't ride this weekend, the rain was horrid. We went from Calle Ocho (around 62nd) to his place on 41st and Collins the headwind wore me out, combined with the new and interesting sensation of cramping calves (from spinning with clipless pedals. I've fallen four times in five days because it is just too easy to forget to disengage, or not be able to do it quickly enough. Needless to say, I'll be getting a helmet now). I hope the weather isn't this bad for the ride. I pray for a still, calm day. No wind, and a nice cloudless sky.
The boy. What can I say, he's still amazing. Annie tried to get sneak photos of us Sunday, during one of those moments when we were watching the dancers and I was leaning my head on his shoulder with his arm wrapped around me. All of my friends so far like him, I think they'd tell me if they didn't. He is such a thoughtful and generous soul. Not any guy would do dishes for over an hour to help out an almost-perfect stranger. I asked, because Carolyn needed more volunteers. So he did. Without complaint or hesitation. And when I tried to get him to stop, he insisted on finishing up the job.
I'm excited about going home. Haven't been to Switzerland in a while...miss it so damn much. The cost of the tickets is worth it for a direct flight, and not having to leave ass-early or take a red-eye...most of you remember the loads of chocolate I brought back, so I am taking requests now. What would you like me to bring back?
The boy. What can I say, he's still amazing. Annie tried to get sneak photos of us Sunday, during one of those moments when we were watching the dancers and I was leaning my head on his shoulder with his arm wrapped around me. All of my friends so far like him, I think they'd tell me if they didn't. He is such a thoughtful and generous soul. Not any guy would do dishes for over an hour to help out an almost-perfect stranger. I asked, because Carolyn needed more volunteers. So he did. Without complaint or hesitation. And when I tried to get him to stop, he insisted on finishing up the job.
I'm excited about going home. Haven't been to Switzerland in a while...miss it so damn much. The cost of the tickets is worth it for a direct flight, and not having to leave ass-early or take a red-eye...most of you remember the loads of chocolate I brought back, so I am taking requests now. What would you like me to bring back?