I know! Austin! With Jane!
I was in town for a conference, and wished for a sister to come and enjoy my bodacious hotel room, and Jane made my wish come true, because she is a magnificent superpowered uber fabulous rock star. Plus, Austin is a really cool city. Plus, it was me and all.
It was a quick visit, but we packed it with fun. Jane knew the city from her years as a Texan, and she was great about researching and finding seemingly endless options for our entertainment. I highly recommend my sister Jane as a travel buddy, she is really good at it. Plus, she's adorable and silly and wise and fun, and what more could one want in a travel buddy? She's the real diz, fo shiz.
We didn't have a car and the hotel was in sort of a dumb spot, so Jane suggested that we rent bikes and tool around. I'm a big fan of tooling, and jumped right on the bicycle bandwagon. On Friday morning as I bravely endured the morning workshops, Jane got all the world's woes figured out and planned our day. The moment I was done, we made our way over to the bike shop with a spring in our step and a song in our heart! I sort of casually reminded Jane about how I really wasn't the world's best bike rider. She didn't remember it being an issue when we were kids... I kinda did.
Learning to ride a bike is one thing, riding in canyons is another. I've been avoiding bikes pretty successfully for the last 20 years or so. I just don't feel quite safe up there, I can't help but fixate on the likelihood that I'm going to fall or crash into something or get hit by a car or somehow otherwise end up similarly maimed and/or dead.
Last summer I was in Monterey, and that place just screamed for bike touring. I spent an afternoon with this rig...
...and it was awesome. Sure, I had my moments of silent(ish) screaming when facing
We didn't take enough pictures, partly because we suck but also because some of us were busy maintaining a death grip on both handlebars while internally(ish) keening on the verge of certain catastrophe. But look, here is evidence of the adorable young Jane with one of our adorable twin Schwinns.
It was great fun to follow my girl Jane through the beautiful trails and neighborhoods and even the scary streets were manageable as long as I could keep her bum in my sights to follow. Every time she turned to look over her shoulder, my heart rate increased in anticipation of a maneuver that I would have no choice but to follow. Jane was a great and patient guide. Despite the fact that she actually owns a bike and has been known to ride it in things like triathlons while my level of bike expertise is best described as scaredy cat, we made a great team and the times we spent tooling around Austin will be forever preserved in my memory.
I love you, Janey girl! Know what would end this post perfectly? That photo I made us stop and take right in the middle of that busy intersection that took an hour to get across. Remember? With the invisible city and the poison oak? That was fun.