tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8591817466443621646.post278645378107281108..comments2019-12-25T03:45:09.577-08:00Comments on D&L Travels: Evening in ParisLoishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13336121045593097429noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8591817466443621646.post-51242133682884437182011-08-15T16:56:50.170-07:002011-08-15T16:56:50.170-07:00Howdy,
"Love" the part about being ripe....Howdy,<br />"Love" the part about being ripe. Very expressive. We had a funderful time with Cindi, Todd, Cris, & Dan when they treated us to our anniversary dinner. I know Janie had mentioned it to you. The Holly Hotel . . . a real trip back in time; stellar service, delicious food, and perfect martinis WITH blue cheese stuffed olives.<br />We did a short 17 mile ride today, but managed to discover hills we didn't know existed. Truth be told (I'm whispering now) I kind of like this biking thing. Not ready to commit to great distances yet. My dairy-aire (sp ?) seems to no longer mind the seat, my legs have never tired on me, but the back of my neck still registers pain by the end of our 17 to 30 mile rides. Oh, and I seem to be using middle gears up most of the grades now ?? But today's outing was not without incident. Uh, we'd stopped for traffic at an intersection. When I moved from a standing positoin to hoist my butt back up to the seat, the horm of the seat caught the padding in the back of my shorts and nearly caused me to moon the traffic waiting to make a right turn. WHat next? <br />Keep pedaling ! Love, JohnJohn Lhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10201927461291992542noreply@blogger.com