Nikki and I took a nice bike ride from the house to the rather high running bayou, all the way along to Morningside, which brings you nicely into Rice Village for lunch and a pint at Two Rows, before heading back:
(There should be an embedded map from Map My Ride there, but it doesn't appear to be working, you can check it here instead while I get on the blower with the Ian and Nikki tech support idiots. I knew we should never have outsourced to Bangalore.)
12 Miles total and a guilt free delicious pint. What could be better?
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5 comments:
Awww, man! I miss days like that! I hope you two enjoyed the ride, food and drink! Sounds like fun!
See now that's not fair, we went for a bike ride yesterday too, nice scenery and all but no pub, no food, just sunburn. It's no right.
It was a good ride. The bayou trail takes us lots of different places, so if we pick up cycle paths we could get quite far I think. Next target is Cafe Brazil, which is the other side of the 59, but Nikki reckons we can take side streets and get there without hitting much traffic. They do have tasty pizza.
Besides, Nikki has a great protector. If I remember correctly, a protector who doesn't care that Texans may or may not carry concealed weapons whilst banging away on their car screaming, "Oi! Didn't you see me?!" She'll be well taken care of on those busy H-town streets. I have not the worry.
Believe me, I was all for the banging and screaming - we almost got run over by a 2 ton automobile. So, I am not complaining here. I'm just pointing out that you have no fear. None. Absolutely none. So, your bike ride to Cafe Brazil will be easy-peasy.
That's all I'm sayin'.
That wasn't a lack of fear, that was a tremendous amount of adrenaline from narrowly avoiding getting killed by that stupid woman and a massive amount of rage that she had ran a Stop sign to almost kill me.
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