Decompressing Mexico: The Final Act
Decompressing Mexico:
-I would never ride from TJ to Ensenada again. It sucked. For $7.50 (you can barter free bike voyage) you can take the bus. Beyond that there’s only one bus line south, so fares increase dramatically. Ensenada is also the starting place for the infamous Baja-1000-rally event.
-So I just got back from developing my 3 rolls of film from Mexico. It cost me $30+ US! In other words it would have been much cheaper to purchased 100 batteries to keep my digital camera going. Plus my digi-cam shoots better quality photos than my film one! The silver lining was getting to flirt with the girl at the 1-Hour photo deal. Then thinking aboot how cool she’ll think I am when I come back to pick up the photos of me running around on Mexican beaches etc.
-Borrowing equipment for camping trips is not a good idea. While the sleeping pad is fine, and I never used the water filter, Zippie’s kiddy trailer is worked, and somewhere along the line a tent pole was cracked, or maybe it was already broken…(Jason!). As a new owner of a Trek baby trailer, do you think I can convince Trek to warranty
this busted ass trailer…
-The only cool thing about the trailer, was that, while riding out of San Diego, some lady tried to give me a door prize as I rode past her newly parked car. I avoided it, but the trailer put a dent in her day, literally.
-1.5 hours later when I return to pick up my photo’s, the cute photo-chick gets some dude from another department to help me out with my photo’s. It seems kinda odd to me. Then I stop one counter over to check out my photo’s and quickly realize why she’s avoiding me. I’m holding 3 rolls of photo’s of dude’s in spandex, among them are a few shots of me walking around a deserted Baja campground buck-assed naked. Straight outta the cold shower - holding my dirty chamois in hand. Well that’ll make a good post card for Scott and Em! Ha!!
-While J-Rad was a trooper and never needed a tent over his head, I would alternate. I started out sleeping under the stars, which was really cool. Literally. I would wake up around 3-5 am and be a might cold. My entire sleeping bag would be damp from dew, and which ever side I turned up would be cold. The next night, because my sleeping bag was inevitably still damp, I would choose to sleep in the tent, enjoy the warmth and miss the stars.
-J-Rad comments that jason and I bicker like an old married couple. This is not only funny but true (or would that be sad?). Jason and I have raced, trained, studied, and lived in some creative environments together for 8 years now. As a result we have pretty good ideas about exactly what to say to piss the other guy off. So when we’re together we’re: pissing the other guy off, which is followed my laughter, which is followed by him annoying me, and some introspection/ retaliation. The long short of it is Jason is a great guy, and fun to hang out with.
-Winner of the Sprinters Jersey was… ME! The points system was akin to the inter-Giro system - ambiguous. At least two people needed to be going for the town line, and the final town of the day counted 10-fold. As with most NRC, and USCF races the Yellow-line rule wasn’t enforced, and oncoming traffic was present. I clinched the jersey by hooking J with the trailer, in a slo-mo sprint for the line.
While I was gone a friend of mine from Fresno sent me this: oh, and in case you’ve been in another country or something, 9 people were murdered about a mile from my house. Evil 1, Good 0. Scoreboard.
Followed some time later with this:
yeah if everyone rode a bike more, people would have less energy to waste on killing each other (and they would be less fatter). yeah, I said “less fatter”…. sounds like a radio DJ name.
Do you know what Giant Stadium, a.k.a. pack bell park, smells like? I rode past there, and without a doubt reeks of manure. The home of the SF Giants is currently full, and reeking of shit. Now I don’t know any giants fans, and I haven’t ever heard of any existing. But I’m guessing there must be a few die-hard fans, so if I offended you, just walk down there and smell it for yourself. But I don’t think you should because it really stinks.
