Days Inn Brewerton/Syracuse
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- Continental Breakfast
- Business Services
- Fitness/Health center
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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As darkness approached, on a cold and frosty afternoon, we climbed into the car and made our way from Alexandria to Oswego, some 650km, which is in up state New York, near the border of Canada. What a journey! Sleet and snow, then running out of window cleaner and anti freeze the visibility became almost non existent. Brain refilled the washer container but the freezing conditions blocked the hose, it was not until we nearly arrived ...
Welp! Travel with today's airline industry means nothing is ever on time. The flight coming from NYC to SYR is delayed. That means we are delayed. Katie and I decided to head down to NYC a night early for this very reason. There is a lot less risk this way -- plus I think we can find something to do while we are in the city. Oh - and at the airport. Also for those keeping score our bag weights are ...
... my clothes in one mid-sized backpack. Few pairs of shorts, t-shirts, some workout clothes, and of course swimsuits. I think I'm going to go back this AM and even clean up my bag some more. I really want to make it light, I've always traveled with too much stuff. My carry-on has some clothes to change into on the plane (to help sleep), our camera, a gopro (thanks Virdone), a book, ...
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There was a lot of energy in the air despite the dreary, overcast day. It was kind of neat. While everyone was filing into the stadium, Ben and I headed to the ESF campus, which was next to Syracuse's campus.
To our dismay, most of the campus buildings were closed and their doors locked, but we were able to enter the library and there was a new building where the cafe had been ...
... gutter, I found little Elmo floating on his back. He looked like a drowned rat, arms outstretched, mouth wide open, screaming for help. I dove in for a quick rescue and lashed my new buddy to my rear pannier. As we propelled onward, I promised my red furry friend that after biking with me to Maine, he could live out his days in the warm, dry comfort of ...