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... have a Bloody Mary, the only drink out server could prepare. We ordered 4, received 3 at the price of $17.50 per.....Jack commented that these drinks were on the same caliber as the ****** coffee we had earlier. I also purchased a bottle of FIGI water for a mere $7.02 (tax included). Then around 4pm we boarded our flight and departed about 5pm. The flight cruised between 37,000-40,000 feet @ 625mph - outside temperature was ...
... of their set they announced the start of a light and laser show. We watched this really cool show with music and narration on the falls, it was quiet impressive. Think small scale Balligio in Vegas. We rode back and got to the hotel at 12:30 and still no Ross.. In the morning while we were washing the bikes Ross found us. He needed a ride to Bucks dealership where he had shipped his bike from Moab Ut. He had to ride "*****" a term of endearment to the ...
We left Pulaski early in the morning, heading to Cape Vincent. We cycled about 85km in less time than we expected. On the way there, we stopped to have a little swim in the lake. We arrived in Cape Vincent early, which allowed us to cycle around. We went to the lighthouse a few miles away before going to our hosts, Melissa and Artemis and their two ...
Heading North again. From Utica, we cycled to Pulaski, which was about 100km. Very hilly. We are, however, slowly feeling the product of our hard work: sores are not as painful and our legs are getting stronger. Hills are starting to look more like hills rather than mountains now, which is good. In Pulaski, we stayed at Lou and Kit's house, two teachers who welcome cyclists very often. They cooked us a delicious meal and were very ...
"So that's New England out of the way", said Mrs Henry, writing in her official travel diary (gold-embossed with the logo of the Mr Henry Institute), or rather, I thought, not writing, but making a movement I associated with the notching of a tick.
Boston, Cape Cod (where we profitably visited a thrift shop, although a bit too macabre for my taste: just racks and racks with dead husbands’ shirts), Plymouth, a squillion cute little towns (is there a New ...