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.

1 Comments:

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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