Monday, August 23, 2010

Donna and I both felt like poo this morning. We were convinced it was a lack of exercise Saturday & Sunday and an abundance of junk food. As we topped the first mountain of today's ride, we determined there were other factors beyond just that. Hours later, sinus issues still have us both a bit dizzy.


Despite not feeling well, Donna plowed up one side of the mountain and down the other, certain that she was just having some sinus issues that a good sweat would clear up. The sweat was plentiful, the sinus clearage was not.


As great as the weekend was, it felt great to get back to Ventura County. Once we were half way through Malibu, I really started to feel at home again.


They certainly don't make things the way they used to - cliché, but true.


We spent the day Sunday checking out a number of coastal spots between Long Beach and Ventura County.


I'm ashamed to admit that my wife prefers McDonald's coffee to Starbucks. To each his own, right?


As much as I love SoCal, I miss big trees. I could have spent all afternoon in the comfort of this one's shade.


I was looking forward to ringing the friendship bell - turns out, you can't. What a surprise.


When I returned from getting some ice, I was surprised to find Donna still standing - watching the final moments of daylight from the 13th floor.


The folks at Red Bull were kind enough to hand out free samples of their various products during the Flugtag. I think that was the highlight of Donna's day. Oddly enough, they don't make anything caffeine free, for me to enjoy.


I love the mix of architecture you find in urban areas.


The smile got bigger and bigger as we got closer and closer to the Hilton.


We can ride for five hours, no problem, but put us on our feet for a day, walking around and soaking up sunshine, and we turn into little kids who want their stroller. We were wiped out by time the day was over and this was the last obstacle between us and our wonderful, overnight accommodations in Long Beach. Ouch!


Saturday was food day, including nachos, ice cream, dinner at PF Chang's and of course, a little something extra to help us walk the .55 miles back to the motel.


After the Red Bull Flugtag came to an end and the crowd dispersed, we soaked up some sun, kicked back and relaxed for a while.


Donna found particular amusement in watching the sea otters at the aquarium. We managed to catch them at a rather playful time.


Donna, with a tree growing out of her head, thanks to a bonehead photographer.


The "Thin Mint" ice-cream at Long Beach seemed to look and taste a lot like mint chocolate chip.