So I’m not in Seattle anymore…well it’s just temporally, although some times it feels a lot longer.…I’m staying in a cabin in Tilford, a small Village in the south of England.
I’m here for work. We use the wind tunnel here as it is actually cheaper them going to a similar in the USA, if there was one… well there is one but it’s too expensive.
The flight over was ok, ok the movies were terrible, to tell the truth I can’t remember when the selection was so bad… there was only one movie I could consider wasting time on…so I ended up reading and sleeping more then normal.
At customs in London I got stopped and strip searched…well no not really they just wanted to know what I had in my bike bag..”a bike” I said and off I was.
Wednesday and Thursday I had to work 12 hours… so I only managed to get on the trainer for a little bit…it was probably good for me anyway. Finally on Friday I managed to get out for a 3hour ride…and I even missed all the rain.
Riding in England is a mixed blessing… on one hands the roads are great, they meander through the country side, hills everywhere….but on the other they are really narrow and have no shoulder what so ever… so you have to continuously watch out for cars around each bend…. The best rides involve riding on the country lanes and this means being lost most of the time… oh well, eventually you come across something that looks familiar.
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