Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Ibiza Recovery

My flight out of Ibiza was notably more subdued than my adventure in. No roudy chav's high-fiving the stewardesses. No airborne drinks falling on unsuspecting passengers. No laughing, singing or yelling. Everyone was tired (or maybe just German).

I am now in Rotweil, Germany, gearing up to help my good friend, Horst, with a RAAM-style race around Switzerland (www.tortour.ch).

From INSEAD reunion to TdA reunion in a flash. And, few hours out on the bike for a Monday group ride were just what I needed to shake off the effects of my time in Ibiza. I wish that I could bring my Calgary cycling friends out here for a ride. It's absolutely beautiful out here.


Blogger Emma said...

Thanks for that Chav wikipedia link. Brilliant. So, given that, you must now see that Ibizans do no represent the entire British culture. Thank goodness. Or else I would be outta here supa quick-like.

And: swiss biking = awesome. Don't forget to eat some chocolate.

August 13, 2011 at 3:25:00 AM MDT  

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