though i've been quiet since my return from europe, it was more than two weeks ago that shannon, my roommate, retrieved my globe-trotting ass from LAX. she'd spent the summer in new york completing an archival internship, and our airport rendezvous was the first time i'd seen her since june. beneath the air canada sign, i waited with my bags. as she navigated her red volvo toward the curb, i thought: summer's over.
since my return to hollywood (and more importantly, my bedroom), i've been writing about the bike tour, which can only be described as epic. i'm at about 7000 words - way too many for a blog update. until i'm able to whittle shit down to something easily digestible and appropriately cyber, i'll placate you guys with pictures. don't most folks prefer those over words anyway?
in brief: though i was abroad for more than two weeks, the ride from london to paris took 6 days, and the route was approximately 250 miles. i have decided that bicycle is the best way to travel, and i hope to never vacation without one again.
check out all the photos from my trip here.