Come 'n go
Girona, ESP
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
It seems like I’ve just returned to Girona… nonetheless as soon as I’m all ready to get my stuff unpacked were getting it ready again… I guess that’s racing though. You’ve always gotta be on your toes, ready to attack- or get off the couch ‘n go…
Anyway, today was a nice easy little spin. It was kinda cloudy ‘n rainy this morning so I opted to do the 1.5 hours on the trainer instead. In the morning after the 3rd cup of coffee I decided to stroll down to the store to pick up some food supplies. There’d been a light sprinkling on the cobbles so there was plenty of loose water on the ground. For the first time I realized that I needed to replace my sandals; turns out that the sole is cracking underneath allowing for aqua to slip in and emit a squeaking noise upon impact… I’m not sure if I’m down with replacing them though, ‘cause I reckon that the quality of this here Spanish clothing could be over rated, and I’m not especially eager to lay down my good euro for the Spanish brand name… or whatever the reason is that it’s expensive. I’ll probably just end up donning the Reeboks in the rain for the rest of the trip. Sandals are kaput come mid September anyway.
I’ve gotta note that yesterday they were partying in the streets… At first I thought it was in respect to 9/11, but then I saw all the flags and realized it was like Catalan day or something. Ya know- “we’re not France and we’re not Spain… free the people of Catalunya!” Good stuff huh!, I was tempted to roll down the US flag over our balcony… there’d of been mass riots and murder though, not even Steve’s “guns” could hold off the team of hooligans that’d have come…
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
It seems like I’ve just returned to Girona… nonetheless as soon as I’m all ready to get my stuff unpacked were getting it ready again… I guess that’s racing though. You’ve always gotta be on your toes, ready to attack- or get off the couch ‘n go…
Anyway, today was a nice easy little spin. It was kinda cloudy ‘n rainy this morning so I opted to do the 1.5 hours on the trainer instead. In the morning after the 3rd cup of coffee I decided to stroll down to the store to pick up some food supplies. There’d been a light sprinkling on the cobbles so there was plenty of loose water on the ground. For the first time I realized that I needed to replace my sandals; turns out that the sole is cracking underneath allowing for aqua to slip in and emit a squeaking noise upon impact… I’m not sure if I’m down with replacing them though, ‘cause I reckon that the quality of this here Spanish clothing could be over rated, and I’m not especially eager to lay down my good euro for the Spanish brand name… or whatever the reason is that it’s expensive. I’ll probably just end up donning the Reeboks in the rain for the rest of the trip. Sandals are kaput come mid September anyway.
I’ve gotta note that yesterday they were partying in the streets… At first I thought it was in respect to 9/11, but then I saw all the flags and realized it was like Catalan day or something. Ya know- “we’re not France and we’re not Spain… free the people of Catalunya!” Good stuff huh!, I was tempted to roll down the US flag over our balcony… there’d of been mass riots and murder though, not even Steve’s “guns” could hold off the team of hooligans that’d have come…
posted by Tom Peterson @ 1:13 PM
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