…. just hanging out in Oregon. So far we’ve socialized with our friend K (once known as She-Hulk on this site – – she was in a quad with a bunch of small rowers, my size, at the time – but she doesn’t really like the name) and the in-laws, and a random rower from Arizona who came up for the race and who we invited over for dinner. We’ve eaten all the foods we can’t get int he Netherlands – pretzels, of course, and all the foods we can’t get where we live: steaks, grilled salmon (well, they have it there, but this was Pacific NW salmon and we got to grill it ourselves), grilled green asparagus, roasted turkey, burritoes, other Mexican food. We’ve made good use of the dock for practice and for the race; today I even went out in a double with Ted and we managed not to tick each other off. (Rowing with your spouse can be …. interesting.) And we’ve gotten to sleep late, drink lots of Oregon wine and beer, and check out RVs and big trucks to pull them, in prep for next year.
All this and getting to not be at work, too!
(Pics wil come later; I forgot to bring the card reader to upload them.)