I remember biking one time on a sunny Sunday morning with 3 friends. Flat road, tail wind, no traffic, birds singing, interesting conversation continuing from breakfast – “This is better than church” said one ofus.
How about meeting him half way, say he’s in a co-ed marathon bicycle race and there’s a lovely lady just ahead that you’re trying to pass but can’t quite.
South of France… cliffs on the sea side. Lower end of the Alps in the back country. Cicadas, not birds. Heat. Nope, not for me. There’s hardly a flat stretch of land there. Unless of course you are around the Camargue delta. In which case it’s mosquitoes ringing the meal time you hear. And they are worse that your four hoodlums. :)
fuzzbucket Premium Member over 4 years ago
Viv, are you hoping to become a widow? Poor Ben is about to flame out.
jjbarefoot over 4 years ago
I remember biking one time on a sunny Sunday morning with 3 friends. Flat road, tail wind, no traffic, birds singing, interesting conversation continuing from breakfast – “This is better than church” said one ofus.
cuzinron47 over 4 years ago
How about meeting him half way, say he’s in a co-ed marathon bicycle race and there’s a lovely lady just ahead that you’re trying to pass but can’t quite.
cabalonrye over 4 years ago
South of France… cliffs on the sea side. Lower end of the Alps in the back country. Cicadas, not birds. Heat. Nope, not for me. There’s hardly a flat stretch of land there. Unless of course you are around the Camargue delta. In which case it’s mosquitoes ringing the meal time you hear. And they are worse that your four hoodlums. :)
jackianne1020 over 4 years ago
At least he’s not potato-ing on the couch. Let him have his fantasy.