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I know I haven't posted in a while (as is my duty as a member of this blogspot blog), and I am regret that you haven't gotten as many opportunities to read my wond'rous lit'rature. (I'm being sarcastic (as tone is hard to read).) To avoid potential problems, I'll update more often to make up for missed posts. If I cannot do this Ms. Samet, please let me know in a comment so I can save the effort.
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As this is a make-up update, I will post as though it were Monday.
Today (Monday), we rode from Oxford to a small town about halfway between Oxford and London called Tring, got onto a train, and rode via train to London. In our defense for this seemingly obvious violation of the spirit of our trip, we were really tired. Plus, upon closer inspection of my grandmother's and great-uncle's letters, they would frequently "hop on the lorrie" and skip a part of the ride, as a result of fatigue, just as Jacob and I experienced at this time. Plus, there was the whole thing where I got a flat and my brakes weren't really working anymore. Also, it was raining; although at this point it seems as though rain in Britain is the norm.
Overall, I'm simply quite tired. I've biked at least 370 miles over the past eight days. If I were actually typing this on Monday, I'd be doing so around 1 in the morning. Leisure time has been hard to find, and when I do find it, I want to actually do something, and not just relax; I want to use the time I have in the UK, in a foreign (yet somehow familiar) country, as much as possible. Yet I just don't have time to do both the resting that I need and the sight-seeing that I want. As I said in a previous post, I mostly wish I had more time. But more on that later.
Sidenote is okay with me. Welcome back stateside.
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