I discovered that the Taco Truck was parking in the Strip today and my taco cravings started well before I made it over there. I found the truck and tried a plain cheddar/jack taco. So good...one is the perfect size for me. I want to try all the exotic tacos they make.
|I felt taco remorse when I saw that butternut/vegan taco.|
Wandered about the city, met hubby for dinner on the South Side and returned in the dark.
|I got a chance to use my new saddle cover|
|The tree at Point State park is a beacon. So's the bike.|
Thursday was Thanksgiving and I didn't ride. I made sure I ate enough that burning calories the next day was necessary.
Friday is... the day after Thanksgiving when I believe that this is the earliest that Christmas decorations should be put up.
On went the antlers:
Fun fact: reindeer/caribou are the only species of cervids where both the male and female sport antlers.
Mother Nature's cool with my antlers.
Friday is also Black Friday. The only shopping I did was at Thick when I took Fizz in to have the saddle looked and and have my brake rotors cleaned... they were squeaky/squeally since Wednesday.
Eric explained why the saddle kept creeping back and I was happy with the results.
I stopped for lunch afterwards at the Pub Chip Shop where they had a turkey meal with deep-fried balls of stuffing. Whoa. I'd never heard of such a thing and they sold me on it immediately. Amazingly good.
"Now, that's a woman with a sense of humor."
I won't disagree.
I got many shout outs and comments on the antlers from passers by all day long.
As I walked out with my latte, there appeared to be a police chase taking place. Officers running on foot, unmarked cars with lights and several other vehicles were all converging on someone.
I decided to wait until the speeding vehicles subsided before hopping back on the bike.
I had a pleasant conversation with a ClassyCab operator wearing a Santa hat who liked the antlers.
Then, a few blocks alter...as I'm waiting behind a truck at a light I'm noticing:
- West Virginia/Nascar plates
- Pickup Truck
- Antler/dead deer decals all over the truck.
I laughed to myself and was glad I was behind this potential Hillbilly deer-killer menace.
Then things went horribly awry.
- Salty language.
- My I'm going to die! yell.
I spent the afternoon and evening wondering how I could have avoided that and blaming myself a great deal too.
I'm thankful the driver had the window down and could hear me screaming, otherwise I would have been a news item.
And there's my Thanksgiving tie in: I'm thankful to be breathing at this moment.
|Yes, BikeSnobNYC... this is so true.|