Tonight is the eve of the last day of the trip. We are getting fueled up and rested at our cousins' the Fougere's house in Center Barnstead, New Hampshire. Jim and Mary have us well-fed (we CANNOT stop talking about food), and are even taking us out for ice cream now. I think it is because we told them the story about getting treated for ice cream in the cute town of Woodstock, Vermont, and being so thankful for it. We refused to buy ice cream out of principle because it cost a ass kicking $5 a cone. When discussing this predicament with a friendly tourist, Ed Curtis, (we told him we needed to get the hell out of town to find some ice cream that was not gold-plated), he offered to treat us! Yay! I think we also inspired him to do a bike tour.
The weather and trucks were seeking to destroy us yesterday so we could not make it further than 40 miles. We therefore had a regular day today (70 miles instead of around 50), but made it to the Fougeres way earlier than usual. No hanging around begging for ice cream today. We meant business. It was a very nice 2nd to last day!
I would like to also mention that adding "pants" to the end of words is fun. Like shooshypants or sillypants or switchipants (means a. the name of my college roommate or b. to switch who is in the front of the line while biking or c. all of the above).
-Catepants
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Congratulations girls!! Awesome feat. Looking forward to the slide show.
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