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The Adventure Begins, I Tell Ya!

Well,after 6 days of intensive packing, cleaning, socializing like fiends, and eating nasty nasty refrigerator remnants we're ALMOST ready to go...Our apartment is super echoey and spooky and the sunny crisp day outside is just asking for a couple of biking fools to hop on out and bust their hineys for a few months.


The ASAP (Ali-Sarah-Andy-Paul) crew; socializing fiends

This week included a car breakdown at an intersection on the railroad tracks, a leaky air mattress (our bed since our mattress has been gone) that demanded to be refilled every 4 hours all through the night, a popped bike inner tube and tire destroyed by glass shards, not much sleep, LOTS of fun, and much stinkiness on our parts as we schlepped all manner of whatnots out of our house--how can two people accumulate so much poop, you ask? WE DON'T HAVE A FREAKING CLUE! But it happens.


The leaky bed in the messy room

We're REALLY going to miss our little apartment on the lake. It's been so cozy and wonderful, with the lake breeze coming through our bedroom window at night singing us to sleep with the chords from our windchimes and the screech owl humming in the park across the street--sad to leave, but oh so happy, too.
At the crack of dawn tomorrow we'll be off--so stay tuned!


Go Adventure Buddies!!!

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