As I strolled down the street I chained my bike up and went into a store that advertised coffee. Asked for Espresso, they kindly directed me to another Location. No worries, as I continue to stroll thru the people laden sidewalk, I found the place and searched for a spot to chain the bicycle. I found a bench, chained it and headed upstairs.
After what seemed like forever got My latte came downstairs sat on the bench and people watched. I was fortunate enough in the past several weeks to make Friends with the Director of the Arts Festival and I sent her a message letting her know I was there.
Shortly, thereafter I observed a very pretty girl
doing Air Piano. The funny part was, her friend told her I was watching and you could almost see her bronze skin turn red with slight embarrassment and as she walked by she explained it away, and I told her, "not to worry, it was funny and I totally get it."
After sitting for a couple of minutes I decided it was time to get out of these clothes and put on some regular hang out clothes. I had brought a blue pin striped checkered shirt and my long Hoss shorts to put on. I changed, put on my shirts tucked in my Bib straps in my short and just as I finished Christina walked up. This was the first time we had met, but it sure felt like we had known each other for years. She asked me to wait, since she was busy doing head honcho type stuff.
I sat and waited, she came back and gave me a place to put my bike and spread out my clothes so they would be dry for the ride home and then I got the grand tour of the festival, the arts center and everything in between. She is SUPER good people and I felt spoiled by the tour and the information and art work she showed me.
Unfortunately, she had more Director type work to do and I was left to entertain myself. I sat, watched the Polynesian
and Irish dancers, strolled about, ate some food, drank some coffee, the decided it was time to go.The wind was blowing hard still and the air was growing colder. As I prepped I got hungry again, so I headed over to a place Called Pizza Amore and the service was slow, but the food was delicious.
I even had some slices left over which I wrapped up and strapped onto the bike. As I got outside the air had grown cold. And I put on almost all my gear and for the second time in my cycling adventures even put on the leg warmers.
Got on the bike and pedaled out of town. As I made my way out, the knee pain seemed to get worst and it was really hurting but after 10 miles it went away. Keeping pace was easy. I felt like such a pro, averaging 18 to 20 mph with a fierce 25 mph tailwind pushing me almost the entire ride home. It was pleasant, easy, beautiful and fun. Completely enjoyable.
I got home in record time, took a shower, and laid down and fell asleep. Ending the day with 80 miles, and waking at 430am, had all added up to a nice physically needed coma.
It was a good day indeed,
Laters,
Take Care,
The NaKeD InDiaN
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