I tried to find some clever lyrics about bicycling, but couldn’t think of any
Rather than give you guys the play-by-play of each of my days at convention, I’m just going to highlight the things I haven’t hit in earlier posts, and then start blogging about non-convention material starting after Labor Day (gosh, I can’t believe it’s September already. Only 65 days until the election! Get those absentee ballots in!)
Getting around Denver:
- This is from Wednesday. Monday and Tuesday I wasn’t carrying such a huge bag, thankfully.
First of all, let me just say that I learned to navigate Denver better in a week than I’ve learned to get around DC in 3 months. It might have a had something to do with the Freewheelin program, which let you check out a bike for free during the convention. They provided a map, helmet, and lock, and as long as you returned the bike to any Freewheelin station by 7pm, you were good to go. They also had odometers attached to the bikes. I biked around 10 miles total, between Monday and Wednesday. It was great – faster than walking, cheaper than a cab, and so much fun, to boot. The only challenge was that I was wearing convention attire each day. If Dad had seen me pedaling around in a skirt and heels, he would have had a conniption. However, as my reckless behavior didn’t result in the loss of life or limb (the only casualty was one pair of stockings), I pat myself on the back for a job well done.
