Thursday, May 13, 2010
We finally arrived in Ohio today! After traveling nearly 2600 miles across the country, we are back in “The Heart of in All.” Our entry in to Ohio, however, was very anticlimactic. We never found a state sign or any acknowledgement of even entering a new state. Sad. Don’t worry. We will make every effort to find the state sign on our way out of the state.
I was on support again today, so I didn’t get to ride. (I was actually supposed to be on support tomorrow, but Mike is riding with us tomorrow, so I switched on to Team Clover for the day.) Instead, I was frantically marking turns. During the 32 miles of riding, we had to mark 28 different turns. Crazy. But we somehow managed to stay ahead of the riders. Pretty sure we finished marking the route approximately 15 minutes before the first riders arrived at our destination. But at least we made it.
We had our Global Health Day at University of Cincinnati this afternoon. We had a great turnout and the lectures went very well. After the lectures, we had to load all of the bikes on to the vans and take them out of the city to store at a past rider’s house. Katie, Heidi, Sarah, and I loaded and unloaded approximately 18 bikes off the top of the vans. It was a super fun way to spend the afternoon…
We had journal club at Christ Hospital with the Family Medicine residents. We then all dispersed for the night to stay with different hosts. It was a bit crazy, but things ended up working out in the end. We went to a social event at a local bar before headed to our hosts’ houses for the evening. While there, Mike finally came! It was SUPER exciting! He’s riding up to Columbus with us tomorrow. It was great to see him. We hadn’t seen each other in 6 weeks!
We chatted with our hosts for a little while, then headed to bed (in a REAL bed – first time since El Paso, TX!!!). We need our rest for our century ride tomorrow…
End of the forty-third day. And it was a happy reunion!
For some reason, I didn’t take any pictures today. Sorry…
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Day 42 – New Albany, IN to Aurora, IN (65 miles)
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Today was supposed to be a 95 mile day. Mother Nature, however, had other plans in mind…
Mile 0: We are at Lenore’s dream house (she wants to buy it but doesn’t want to live in Louisville – it’s a dilemma). The skies look incredibly ominous.
Mile 0.1: The rain starts. Most of us stop to put on our rain jackets. Then we continue on our way.
Mile 3.2: Pretty sure this is about the point where we saw our first strike of lightening. At this point, however, the rain was coming down so hard that we couldn’t see well enough to read our bike computers.
Mile 4.98: We desperately seek shelter under an overpass.
The rain is completely pouring down and lightening is striking a few times every minute. Pretty scary. In our attempt to pass the time while we were waiting for the storm to pass, we took some pictures. They were interpretive “thunderstorm” pictures. Very funny. 
After waiting for about 20 minutes, we got back on the road again. It was pretty wet and continued to drizzle for a while, until…
Miles 14-18: Crazy lightening flashes freak us out as we race down a country road with absolutely NOTHING else in sight.
Mile 19.72: Crazier lightening flashes strongly encourage us to pull over (again) to wait out the oncoming storm.
We just happened to be near a BP station, so we took up residence there. 
It’s actually the perfect place to wait out a storm. They had warm drinks, tasty snacks, and even a television where we could watch the radar. 
The rain continued to completely POUR and lightening was literally flashing all around us. The vans came to save us. We decided to rack the bikes and try driving ahead for a while and then reassessing the weather. We had to wait for the storm to die down a bit, though. It’s a bad idea to try to load bikes on to the top of vans in the middle of a lightening storm. Metal racks + tall heights + metal on the bottom of our shoes + terrifying lightening = bad combination.
We drove up about 30 miles, took naps in the van (while Tim was creeping us out from outside…), and had lunch.
Mile 19.72 (of cycling, but with 30 more miles of driving): We waited out another storm from and then headed out to finish the ride. It turned out to be a completely gorgeous ride – rolling hills, lots of trees, riding right by babbling brooks. Awesome.
Mile 65.14: Arrival at our final destination for the day – The Aurora First Baptist Church. Because of the bad weather, we all had a bike washing party. We were then fed an incredibly delicious lasagna dinner. Yum. Literally, the best veggie lasagna I have ever had (it was actually vegan). Amazing.
End of the forty-second day. And it was stormy.
Today was supposed to be a 95 mile day. Mother Nature, however, had other plans in mind…
Mile 0: We are at Lenore’s dream house (she wants to buy it but doesn’t want to live in Louisville – it’s a dilemma). The skies look incredibly ominous.
Mile 0.1: The rain starts. Most of us stop to put on our rain jackets. Then we continue on our way.
Mile 3.2: Pretty sure this is about the point where we saw our first strike of lightening. At this point, however, the rain was coming down so hard that we couldn’t see well enough to read our bike computers.
Mile 4.98: We desperately seek shelter under an overpass.
The rain is completely pouring down and lightening is striking a few times every minute. Pretty scary. In our attempt to pass the time while we were waiting for the storm to pass, we took some pictures. They were interpretive “thunderstorm” pictures. Very funny. After waiting for about 20 minutes, we got back on the road again. It was pretty wet and continued to drizzle for a while, until…
Miles 14-18: Crazy lightening flashes freak us out as we race down a country road with absolutely NOTHING else in sight.
Mile 19.72: Crazier lightening flashes strongly encourage us to pull over (again) to wait out the oncoming storm.
We just happened to be near a BP station, so we took up residence there. It’s actually the perfect place to wait out a storm. They had warm drinks, tasty snacks, and even a television where we could watch the radar. The rain continued to completely POUR and lightening was literally flashing all around us. The vans came to save us. We decided to rack the bikes and try driving ahead for a while and then reassessing the weather. We had to wait for the storm to die down a bit, though. It’s a bad idea to try to load bikes on to the top of vans in the middle of a lightening storm. Metal racks + tall heights + metal on the bottom of our shoes + terrifying lightening = bad combination.
We drove up about 30 miles, took naps in the van (while Tim was creeping us out from outside…), and had lunch.
Mile 19.72 (of cycling, but with 30 more miles of driving): We waited out another storm from and then headed out to finish the ride. It turned out to be a completely gorgeous ride – rolling hills, lots of trees, riding right by babbling brooks. Awesome.
Mile 65.14: Arrival at our final destination for the day – The Aurora First Baptist Church. Because of the bad weather, we all had a bike washing party. We were then fed an incredibly delicious lasagna dinner. Yum. Literally, the best veggie lasagna I have ever had (it was actually vegan). Amazing.
End of the forty-second day. And it was stormy.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Apologies
Hey everyone!
I just wanted to write a quick note to apologize for not updating my blog sooner. It seems like I have been out of civilization for a while. But thanks for being patient and I promise to try to update more frequently in the future. Thanks for all of your support!
Hugs,
Libby
Day 41 – Leitchfield, KY to New Albany, IN (87 miles)
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Today was one of my favorite rides. It at least falls in to the top three. It was awesome.
Today was one of my favorite rides. It at least falls in to the top three. It was awesome.
Unfortunately, I did not have my camera for the majority of it (I ended up borrowing a camera from Jody – she was on support for the day), so I wasn’t able to catch many of the scenes. 
So you’ll just have to trust me when I say that it was amazing. The scenery was gorgeous – lots of rolling hills (and some incredibly brutal ones), fields of wildflowers, and woods all around.
For the most part, the roads were pretty devoid of cars, allowing us to enjoy the scenery without interruption. We crossed the Ohio River and in to Indiana around mile 50. 
It was very exciting. One more state down. And we passed in to the Eastern Time Zone. It seems like we are moving so quickly! It’s really hard to grasp the fact that, not too long ago, we were back in California…We are staying the night at an amazing house – it is a HUGE change from our lodging last night. One of Chris’ friends from college lives in New Albany and his family was kind enough to invite all of us to stay for the evening. They fed us a delicious meal, complete with a cake with a map of the US and our route on it. So sweet! Their house is absolutely incredible, as well. They live very close to the city, but their house is set back from the neighborhood. They have a huge wooded area around their house, complete with a pond and a horse run. It’s gorgeous. They also have an incredibly adorable Newfoundland. I was pretty excited about that, too.
Some of the other riders went out in to Louisville tonight. I decided to stay back and try to get caught up on my life (as well as get some rest). I can’t believe we are almost to Columbus, but I am so excited!!
End of the forty-first day. And it was gorgeous.
Day 40 – Nashville, TN to Leitchfield, KY (62 miles)
Monday, May 10, 2010
The best way to describe today would be random. Incredibly random. Unfortunately, I have already used this word to describe a different day, so I will have to think of a better descriptor for today.
The day started out like any normal morning – get up, back up our bags, eat breakfast, sit around for a little while, listen to the route, and then start out on the ride. We left Nashville pretty quickly and crossed the river over a really neat pedestrian bridge.
We go to Mammoth Caves just in time to go on the Historical Tour.
It was pretty interesting. The caves are definitely much larger at Mammoth Caves than Carlsbad Caverns.
I guess that’s probably how it got its name… At one point during the tour, we had to go through this area known as “Fat Man’s Misery.” It was an incredibly tight walkway which is approximately 200 yards long. I was not very happy about it. 
But Tim talked to me about ice cream the entire way, so I made it through. Like I’ve mentioned before, ice cream makes me happy…
After the Caves, we drove to Leitchfield, the city where we were staying for the evening. We were invited to speak at the Lion’s Club which, luckily for us, happened to meet at the local Pizza Hut. The group treated us to a yummy dinner. There just happened to be two other guys passing through Leitchfield who were also cycling across the country, but to raise money for Autism research. One of the guys in the Club made some pretty off-color jokes about Autism. Only in rural Kentucky… Strike two.
We left the meeting to go to our lodging for the evening. Now, I would like to point out that we have stayed at many different types of places. But today topped them all. We are staying at the local fairgrounds. Yes, in the arts barn at the fairgrounds. It’s just plain creepy. There are random campers and vehicles inside the barn.
Lenore and I decided to sleep in the van. 
Luckily, they unlocked a building with running water, or we would have been using a Port-a-Pottie for the evening. Strike three.
There were no showers at the fairgrounds. However, fortunately for us, Leitchfield just recently built a new firehouse. And the firehouse just happens to be located just a short walk away from the fairgrounds. So, we all grabbed our showering stuff, walked over to the firehouse, and took showers there. Strike four.
Final strike of the day (you didn’t think it was possible to have this many strikes, did you?): there was no internet at the fairgrounds. This, in and of itself, does not constitute a strike. I would not expect a fairgrounds to have WiFi. But we all wanted to check our email (it seems like we have been living outside of civilization for the past few days…). So where did we go? McDonald’s. But not just any McDonald’s. We went to the local McDonald’s inside the local WalMart. However, McDonald’s didn’t have any plugs, and my computer is piece of crap and has absolutely no battery power at all. So I sat in the entrance of WalMart, plugged in to one of their outlets, using McDonald’s WiFi. Strike five.
I am now going to go to sleep inside the van. I pray that no crazy person decides to stalk us at the fairgrounds at night. I’m just a little (ok, a lot) creeped out. We will definitely be locking the doors of the van tonight…
End of the fortieth day. And it was haphazard.
The best way to describe today would be random. Incredibly random. Unfortunately, I have already used this word to describe a different day, so I will have to think of a better descriptor for today.
The day started out like any normal morning – get up, back up our bags, eat breakfast, sit around for a little while, listen to the route, and then start out on the ride. We left Nashville pretty quickly and crossed the river over a really neat pedestrian bridge.
About 45 miles in, we came upon a group of riders standing around on the side of the road. Turns out there had been a small run-in with a traffic cone, leaving Pete with a hurt hand/wrist and Roshan with a broken bike. I’m not sure which one is worse. Pete’s wrist can heal with Roshan’s brand new carbon frame was cracked (and it is not possible to fix carbon once it is cracked). Sad.
Once our support van came to help out, we got on our way again. Unfortunately, I only got about 5 miles farther down the road before I had a flat. When I turned my bike over to figure out what the problem was, I found an object in my tire that should not have been there. When I removed it, it turned out that I had managed to get a 1-inch nail imbedded in to my tire. Awesome. Strike one.
While riding through Tennessee, Bryce began thinking about “the hills of Tennessee.” This, naturally, led to him thinking about the song, “Proud to be an American.” Randomly, Bryce, Jody, Travis, and I burst in to song. It was fun. I’m sure we were a sight to see – four cyclist wearing orange spandex riding down the side of the road singing “Proud to be an American” at the top of our lungs. Fun times…
Before arriving at our lunch stop, we passed in to Kentucky. 
We were also able to get the Tennessee state sign as we left. Very exciting. 
However, because we had to wait on the side of the road for so long after the accident, we didn’t arrive at our lunch stop as early as we normally would have. Our support team had us rack our bikes at lunch so that we could make it to Mammoth Caves in time for a tour.
We go to Mammoth Caves just in time to go on the Historical Tour.
It was pretty interesting. The caves are definitely much larger at Mammoth Caves than Carlsbad Caverns. I guess that’s probably how it got its name… At one point during the tour, we had to go through this area known as “Fat Man’s Misery.” It was an incredibly tight walkway which is approximately 200 yards long. I was not very happy about it. But Tim talked to me about ice cream the entire way, so I made it through. Like I’ve mentioned before, ice cream makes me happy…After the Caves, we drove to Leitchfield, the city where we were staying for the evening. We were invited to speak at the Lion’s Club which, luckily for us, happened to meet at the local Pizza Hut. The group treated us to a yummy dinner. There just happened to be two other guys passing through Leitchfield who were also cycling across the country, but to raise money for Autism research. One of the guys in the Club made some pretty off-color jokes about Autism. Only in rural Kentucky… Strike two.
We left the meeting to go to our lodging for the evening. Now, I would like to point out that we have stayed at many different types of places. But today topped them all. We are staying at the local fairgrounds. Yes, in the arts barn at the fairgrounds. It’s just plain creepy. There are random campers and vehicles inside the barn.
Lenore and I decided to sleep in the van. Luckily, they unlocked a building with running water, or we would have been using a Port-a-Pottie for the evening. Strike three.There were no showers at the fairgrounds. However, fortunately for us, Leitchfield just recently built a new firehouse. And the firehouse just happens to be located just a short walk away from the fairgrounds. So, we all grabbed our showering stuff, walked over to the firehouse, and took showers there. Strike four.
Final strike of the day (you didn’t think it was possible to have this many strikes, did you?): there was no internet at the fairgrounds. This, in and of itself, does not constitute a strike. I would not expect a fairgrounds to have WiFi. But we all wanted to check our email (it seems like we have been living outside of civilization for the past few days…). So where did we go? McDonald’s. But not just any McDonald’s. We went to the local McDonald’s inside the local WalMart. However, McDonald’s didn’t have any plugs, and my computer is piece of crap and has absolutely no battery power at all. So I sat in the entrance of WalMart, plugged in to one of their outlets, using McDonald’s WiFi. Strike five.
I am now going to go to sleep inside the van. I pray that no crazy person decides to stalk us at the fairgrounds at night. I’m just a little (ok, a lot) creeped out. We will definitely be locking the doors of the van tonight…
End of the fortieth day. And it was haphazard.
Day 39 – Memphis, TN (0 miles – rest day)
Sunday, May 9, 2010
My blog is boring. I was literally just falling asleep reading through my last few entries. Zzzzzzzzzz… I’m going to make an effort to make this blog more entertaining. We’ll see how long this lasts.
Ok, I am already foreseeing two huge problems with my above-mentioned goal of increasing the entertainment value of this blog entry: 1.) I wrote the above paragraph prior to leaving for dinner. I have now returned from dinner, in which I stuffed myself completely full with delicious food. I may soon find myself in a food coma. 2.) Heidi is currently playing the piano in the same room in which I am attempting to write. Her music is so peaceful – I love listening to piano music. It makes me want to rest my head on this table and take a little nap. If I start to write complete gibberish and not make sense in this blog, it is probably because I have drifted off to sleep due to reasons 1 and 2 stated above. Please do not blame me. You will have Paradise Park and Heidi Gollogly to thank for this one. You can take it up with them…
After removing the clock from our room last night (I can’t stand ticking clocks in rooms in which I am sleeping – I find myself counting the seconds. It’s a strange habit, I know.), I actually got a good night’s sleep for the first time in a while. That is not to say that I actually slept through the night, as this would be a complete miracle. But I only woke up about a half a dozen times. And, to make things even better, we were allowed to sleep in this morning. “Sleep in” used to mean sleeping until 10 or 11 in the morning. I “slept in” until about 8:30 this morning. And it felt wonderful. My body did wake up on it’s own around 6:30 this morning, but I made myself go back to sleep. It was glorious. Maybe I am finally starting to catch up on my sleep.
We had a delicious breakfast delivered by a generous woman who was going to allow all of us (and remember, there are 23 of us) to stay at her house if we could not find another place to stay. For her sake, I’m glad we were able to stay at this church. After breakfast, some of us headed back downtown to explore the city a little.
We stopped by the Country Music Hall of Fame. 
Because, again, I hate country music, I opted not to go for the tour. We did a little bit of shopping downtown, complete with a stop at a delicious ice cream shop. 
We then hiked about 2 miles to Centennial Park for the local arts festival. It was really neat. There were tons of local artists with all different types of art and mediums. It was like going to a museum – except it was outdoors and it was free. You couldn’t ask for anything better! While we were in Centennial Park, we ran in to the Parthenon. 
In the past two weeks, we have been to Paris, Milan, and now Greece. We are such world travelers…
While at the arts festival, I met up with Tiffany Ballard, one of my friends from undergrad. She’s a fourth year medical student at Vanderbilt and just happened to be in town this weekend. It was great to see her and catch up. It’s crazy to think that it has been nearly four years since we graduated from DePauw. Time flies when you’re having fun. And I’ve been having a blast!
I just had a delicious veggie burger and sweet potato fries for dinner. It was delicious. There is nothing better than sweet potato fries. Except when the sweet potato fries are drenched in catsup. Yum. Our restaurant even had live music. Good dinner. I have almost reached my food coma state and feel I should finish this blog as quickly as possible. Bed is calling my name. I need to try to catch up on even more sleep tonight.
End of the thirty-ninth day. And it wad catch-up/catsup day.
My blog is boring. I was literally just falling asleep reading through my last few entries. Zzzzzzzzzz… I’m going to make an effort to make this blog more entertaining. We’ll see how long this lasts.
Ok, I am already foreseeing two huge problems with my above-mentioned goal of increasing the entertainment value of this blog entry: 1.) I wrote the above paragraph prior to leaving for dinner. I have now returned from dinner, in which I stuffed myself completely full with delicious food. I may soon find myself in a food coma. 2.) Heidi is currently playing the piano in the same room in which I am attempting to write. Her music is so peaceful – I love listening to piano music. It makes me want to rest my head on this table and take a little nap. If I start to write complete gibberish and not make sense in this blog, it is probably because I have drifted off to sleep due to reasons 1 and 2 stated above. Please do not blame me. You will have Paradise Park and Heidi Gollogly to thank for this one. You can take it up with them…
After removing the clock from our room last night (I can’t stand ticking clocks in rooms in which I am sleeping – I find myself counting the seconds. It’s a strange habit, I know.), I actually got a good night’s sleep for the first time in a while. That is not to say that I actually slept through the night, as this would be a complete miracle. But I only woke up about a half a dozen times. And, to make things even better, we were allowed to sleep in this morning. “Sleep in” used to mean sleeping until 10 or 11 in the morning. I “slept in” until about 8:30 this morning. And it felt wonderful. My body did wake up on it’s own around 6:30 this morning, but I made myself go back to sleep. It was glorious. Maybe I am finally starting to catch up on my sleep.
We had a delicious breakfast delivered by a generous woman who was going to allow all of us (and remember, there are 23 of us) to stay at her house if we could not find another place to stay. For her sake, I’m glad we were able to stay at this church. After breakfast, some of us headed back downtown to explore the city a little.
We stopped by the Country Music Hall of Fame. Because, again, I hate country music, I opted not to go for the tour. We did a little bit of shopping downtown, complete with a stop at a delicious ice cream shop. We then hiked about 2 miles to Centennial Park for the local arts festival. It was really neat. There were tons of local artists with all different types of art and mediums. It was like going to a museum – except it was outdoors and it was free. You couldn’t ask for anything better! While we were in Centennial Park, we ran in to the Parthenon. In the past two weeks, we have been to Paris, Milan, and now Greece. We are such world travelers…While at the arts festival, I met up with Tiffany Ballard, one of my friends from undergrad. She’s a fourth year medical student at Vanderbilt and just happened to be in town this weekend. It was great to see her and catch up. It’s crazy to think that it has been nearly four years since we graduated from DePauw. Time flies when you’re having fun. And I’ve been having a blast!
I just had a delicious veggie burger and sweet potato fries for dinner. It was delicious. There is nothing better than sweet potato fries. Except when the sweet potato fries are drenched in catsup. Yum. Our restaurant even had live music. Good dinner. I have almost reached my food coma state and feel I should finish this blog as quickly as possible. Bed is calling my name. I need to try to catch up on even more sleep tonight.
End of the thirty-ninth day. And it wad catch-up/catsup day.
Day 38 – Milan, TN to Nashville, TN
Saturday, April 8, 2010
The route today was perhaps the most scenic and amazing ride thus far on the trip. Unfortunately for me, I was in the van during the day. Today was my support day (again – it seems like they occur quite frequently), so I only got to appreciate the route from the passenger seat of a cargo van. Sad. But Jeff and I made sure we stopped at as many scenic locations along the way that we could.
We were in lead van and had to mark the route, so we had to make sure we stayed in front of all of the riders. Whenever we came upon a scenic stop, we would park the van, run down to the waterfall (or whatever else we were looking at), hang out for a few minutes, run back up the trail, jump in to the van, and peel out. 
It was adventurous. We had fun.
We took the riders up to Nashville on the Natchez Trace Parkway. This is a scenic byway that is part of the federal parks system. The Parkway starts down in southern Mississippi and travels all the way up to Nashville. It was amazing.
The roads were lined with trees and there were gorgeous overlooks throughout the route. It was so incredibly peaceful. I’m pretty sure we saw more bikers on the road than cars. So jealous. So incredibly envious that I did not get to ride today. 
We are staying at the First Baptist Church right in the heart of downtown Nashville. We only had to walk down a few blocks to hang out for the evening. I have to admit that the major cities in Tennessee (or at least the ones which we have visited) are amazing. There is live music in literally every single bar and restaurant. And for the most part, the music is really good. I guess you have to be pretty good to perform in Nashville, also known as “Music City.” We went to a honky-tonk place to start out the evening. And, although I don’t really like country/folk music (I’m pretty sure I made this darn clear in a previous blog entry), it was a lot of fun. Honky-tonk is much more entertaining. It’s got a great beat. The bar also had writing all over the walls and ceilings. I felt the need to add a permanent memento to the collection.
We went to a couple of other places that evening. We ended up at a bar called Big Shotz very close down to the river district. Apparently it had been flooded out but had just reopened. I was surprised by how well the city seemed to be recovering from the flood. Although some areas closest to the river are still closed and cleaning up from damages, many places are already open again for business. Big Shotz was one of these places. The clientele was incredibly interesting. The music was entertaining (live rock band – I was pretty happy!). And the drinks were cheap. Good times.
End of the thirty-eighth day. And it was musical.
The route today was perhaps the most scenic and amazing ride thus far on the trip. Unfortunately for me, I was in the van during the day. Today was my support day (again – it seems like they occur quite frequently), so I only got to appreciate the route from the passenger seat of a cargo van. Sad. But Jeff and I made sure we stopped at as many scenic locations along the way that we could.
We were in lead van and had to mark the route, so we had to make sure we stayed in front of all of the riders. Whenever we came upon a scenic stop, we would park the van, run down to the waterfall (or whatever else we were looking at), hang out for a few minutes, run back up the trail, jump in to the van, and peel out. It was adventurous. We had fun.We took the riders up to Nashville on the Natchez Trace Parkway. This is a scenic byway that is part of the federal parks system. The Parkway starts down in southern Mississippi and travels all the way up to Nashville. It was amazing.
The roads were lined with trees and there were gorgeous overlooks throughout the route. It was so incredibly peaceful. I’m pretty sure we saw more bikers on the road than cars. So jealous. So incredibly envious that I did not get to ride today. We are staying at the First Baptist Church right in the heart of downtown Nashville. We only had to walk down a few blocks to hang out for the evening. I have to admit that the major cities in Tennessee (or at least the ones which we have visited) are amazing. There is live music in literally every single bar and restaurant. And for the most part, the music is really good. I guess you have to be pretty good to perform in Nashville, also known as “Music City.” We went to a honky-tonk place to start out the evening. And, although I don’t really like country/folk music (I’m pretty sure I made this darn clear in a previous blog entry), it was a lot of fun. Honky-tonk is much more entertaining. It’s got a great beat. The bar also had writing all over the walls and ceilings. I felt the need to add a permanent memento to the collection.
We went to a couple of other places that evening. We ended up at a bar called Big Shotz very close down to the river district. Apparently it had been flooded out but had just reopened. I was surprised by how well the city seemed to be recovering from the flood. Although some areas closest to the river are still closed and cleaning up from damages, many places are already open again for business. Big Shotz was one of these places. The clientele was incredibly interesting. The music was entertaining (live rock band – I was pretty happy!). And the drinks were cheap. Good times.
End of the thirty-eighth day. And it was musical.
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