This past week has been one of the most topsy-turvy, unexpected, seven days of my life... unless you count that time in the summer of 1987 when I went to "Rock-N-Roll Camp" with Motley Cru as our host. (cue flashback clip!) We arrived here in Dijon late last night. Father Herman seems to be a bit of a celebrity especially amongst the cycling crowd. I am surprised to hear people ask if he is still riding, but then again, how much could I possibly know about an enigmatic monk whom I met two days ago? I just hope we don't end up meeting with Lance... that was another crazy week of my life! Lance the cyclist that is.
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You won't meet Lance because I'm with him here in Sydney Australia.
So take that!
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