Picture this : me. Bathrobe. Anthony bourdain on hd. Grilled cheese and apples. Box chardonnay. Fire.
Hotel? B & b? Home for the holidays? No, warm showers, hospitality for tourng cyclists. My hosts gave me my own house. They live across town. This is just for me, and I can stay tomorrow if I want. So what did I do? I cried, that's what I did. I asked them why. Why be so kind?!? And then I took a bath.
85 miles. Phoenix to superior, az. Big climbs a comin'. If you know anyone in silver city, nm, lemme know. I need a family for thanksgiving.
Oh, 1900 miles in I got a bike fitting. Made me a solid mile per hour faster. Oops!
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