Home, For Now
This is my abiding memory of the non-bike scene in St. Wendel. Totally singular.
Grabbed an earlier flight back from Frankfurt, so I got home yesterday afternoon instead of last night. having dinner with the girls and not in a airport was great. I was really messed up last night by the lack of sleep, time changes, etc. Now, it’s straight into getting everything together for leaving on thursday morning for Havanna. I need to travel light, so I’m paring down the camera kit, bringing two bodies (1 film, 1 digi) but leaving the 300/2.8 behind, just too big and heavy. This image, BTW, was taken with the LensBaby. I got some killer crowd shots with it, they’ll show up somewhere at some point.
I’m going to try to get out on the bike today and tomorrow because it’ll be my last rides for three weeks. Egad. I’m bringing my running shoes down, so I guess I’ll be able to get my workout on down there. Shaved my beard last night as soon as I got home, much better. I look 10 years younger, really strange.