Firebird in the Garden of Eden

So I stayed one night in the worst possible dump.

The first pics below are from my cat box of a room.

I DID NOT have pizza, but someone did and they left me a bit.

Apparently the room service is looking out for my hunger pains.

Below notice what I would assume is

FECAL

matter adorning the door.

Fear not it was all over the walls as well.

Only the finest in non smoking accommodations as you can tell by the bedspread.

So after I moved out of the dump, I went for a bit of a ride.

So let me first tell you of the importance of one simple question.

How long are we going to ride?

That is a question I should have asked. I ate a chocolate croissant, and had a coffee.

I then went out for a four and a half hour death march in the birth place of the mtn bike.

I emptied a 100 oz. bladder 75% of the way through the ride.

I also fell over and cramped, on the side of the trail, while my guides were laughing at me.

Well played, as I would do the same.

I have never cramped, ever, before.

Good times!

Sorry for being away but I had nothing to share.

Except violent food poisoning.

Enjoy your day.