Anyways, it has been almost 20 days since my last ride day and I have been home in Canada for almost 2 weeks. I have come up with a list of things that riding for 4.5 weeks in Europe have made me realize (in no particular order):
1. Not packing up my worldly possession on to my bike everyone morning and riding for a couple of hours each day gives you so much free time in the day. Now I just have nothing to fill my free time with.
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| I feel so fast now riding without any weight. |
2.Life is kind of boring when you are not sleeping in a different city/town every night or not even knowing where you will be sleeping.
3. Big groups make everything seem funnier.
4. My Fanta addiction is over, however I did have a craving for it after discussing possible Fanta marketing campaigns.
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| 2 Liters of deliciousness |
5. The places I slept in Europe were not much bigger than the area I occupy at home, actually my tent may have been bigger than my bedroom which is currently packed with a lot of junk.
6. Jet lag is horrible. 9 hours time difference and being awake for 30 hours straight of traveling does not bode well for the human body. And apparently when the airline says pick up all your checked baggage and manually transfer it to your next flight that includes you oversized luggae. Whoops. Luckily my bike made it to the right airport the next morning.
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| Picking up my bike box the day after I landed because I didn't pick it up in New York. |
7. All my problems I left behind, just waiting for you to get back. Sad face. Unemployment not so much fun.
8. Not spending 24 hours a day 7 days a week with 16 other people all of a sudden makes you feel lonely.
9. It is hard to find fields of daisy fields to frolick in Cloverdale (all though I have not looked that hard).
10. The ability to eat ice cream multiple times in one day and not see any weight gain does not happen unless you are riding 100 km a day. Metabolism has definitely slowed down.
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| Delicious |
11. I can no longer blame my bad hair on my helmet.
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| Outside a nunnery with a 9pm curfew. |
12. I got progressively better at taking self portraits or at least I now smile in them.
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