Today marks the one week anniversary of our arrival in South Nags Head, NC. The road was long but rarely treacherous which always makes for an enjoyable experience. Everybody performed admirably and smiles were all around. We even had a cycling cameo by one of our favorite pace car drivers. He managed to ride an entire 20-mile leg in sneakers and sweat shorts and at a pretty good clip. Kudos to you, Faia.
The OBX experience may have somehow topped itself once again at least for some of us. The folks at Sam and Omie’s seemed to greet us each day more enthusiastically than they did the day prior. The hot tub maintained only a slight tinge of yellow. There were surprise live acts at the bars (The Wailers…) and Nick still has the football.
We hit the beach, hanglided, rode go-carts, surfed, fished. Some even played some putt putt. Needless to say we are all exhausted from so much activity on the bike as well as off.
Unfortunately, my only souvenir is a bloody bruised lip that appears to thankfully not be what I had originally presumed. This revelation dawned on me as I was pulling pieces of our makeshift volleyball court out of my lip just this morning. I also discovered one of the greatest blogs to grace the internet but this is by no means the forum to discuss it.
Until next year, please continue to support the Debbie Pieri Angel Foundation and all that it stands for. Each and every one of us lent a valuable hand in doing our part this past week.