All done with Camp #1 in beautiful Calpe, Spain. There’s a short break and then there will be Camp #2 coming up in a week in Girona. That should be a fun one.
The Calpe camp was good, not too long, and the weather was great the whole time. I turned 32 while I was there which was a Camp highlight for me. The hotel was nice and put a bottle of champagne in my fridge but I gave it to Andreas Okies a few days later. At dinner they brought out two big cakes and sang Happy Birthday. That was quite nice. The chefs didn’t really understand the whole vegan thing and used dairy in the cakes but it was good to see everyone enjoying them. Cut a hungry cycling team loose on a couple of birthday cakes and it’s all smiles.
I think I confused the chefs the whole time I was there. My Spanish is spotty but I’m pretty sure my nickname was ‘Alien’. After dinner we went across the hall to the hotel’s disco room. I did a little entertaining and everyone sat there and listened to me ramble on about ‘nothing’. I was pretty impressed with how nice and patient they were because I really wasn’t saying much. Then we turned on the wii, hooked it up to a big screen and I did a dance to some song on it. I was having fun. Then Lizzie from the women’s team got up there with me and we had a dance off. It was my first time on the wii and I talked a little trash and she talked some too. It was birthday time baby and my hips didn’t lie on that special day. Needless to say, I won the dance off. But big props to her for getting up there and shaking it with me.
The rest of the camp was about what you might expect: getting new clothing…riding…eating…riding….sleeping…more riding…and blowing through a season of ‘Rescue Me’. I’m now on the road back to my apartment in Girona. Can’t wait to hug and kiss the family.