It’s been too far long since we’ve last updated our family travel journal. We’ve already been here in Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan for more 6 months and not a single post about what we’ve been up to. I feel bad! But now that things have settled down a bit and since its a new year and all, it’s time to catch up with the Cardozas.
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We woke up early and broke camp. We had taken showers the night before, so after packing the bags we were rearing and ready to go. But first, we really wanted freshly baked, French pastries for breakfast—because when on bicycle on holiday, we definitely do not count calories…
We woke up around 7:30am, ate breakfast then loaded up the bikes. (When we stay at hotels we take off all the panniers and either store our bikes in the hotel room or in somewhere provided by the hotel.) As we made our way over towards the ferry, we took our time riding along the pier, soaking up the crisp seaside air and gawking at beautiful 'White Cliffs of Dover.' When we got to the entrance we coincidently ran into another bike tourist from US; it was fun to ride with him and figure out where we were supposed to go.
We woke up pretty early and it looked like we were going to get a good start on the day… until the adventures began.
We broke camp fairly quickly. Packed up the tent, made breakfast, loaded up the bikes, and figured out what we were going to do with the still-damp clothing from last night (more on that later). While we did this, the girls played with the neighboring tent’s kids (a single mom out with her 5 kids). At some point during our packing, Sophie came over with one of the neighbor kids and asked to go to the playground. The playground was about 50 meters away from our tent, but behind some trees and caravans, so we couldn’t see it. It seemed harmless enough, so I said she could.
We had already attempted to leave several times, but had been held up by my thesis (I needed to get a draft in to my supervisor before we headed out). We also didn’t leave once because of the rain. Finally, however, we decided to give it a go. We had packed the night before (a must do) and were all ready to go (after finishing cleaning the house) around 10:00 AM. The forecast predicted some showers around 11:00 lasting for about an hour, with sunshine for the rest of the day.
As we chatted with the neighbors about the trip, as we finished attaching the last of the panniers on the bikes, it started to lightly rain. Not so bad. The neighbors snapped a pic and we were off. ...
Moving to Cambridge meant leaving a lot of things behind. All the things you accumulate over five years of marriage.
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Here are a bunch of pictures of our cycling adventures in Cambridge!
The outdoor world makes something of the tripartite typology of fun (see here). These are highly subjective, so I'll give it to you as we use it.
Type I fun is always fun. It is fun while you do it and it is fun when you remember it. This might be an easy hike, a leisurely bike ride, or eating ice cream. But it could also be something more strenuous, but where everything goes according to plan.
Type II fun is not fun while you do it, but upon reflection, you think: "Nah, that wasn't so bad." Maybe it was a little bit adventurous. Perhaps a little risky. Something, perhaps, went wrong. But it wasn't catastrophic; no one was hospitalized and SAR wasn't deployed.
Type III fun... I can't comment on because we've yet to experience it. Aside from raising children.
This was a Type II fun trip.
Every kid has a face. Literally. But some kids have faces they make. The above picture is known as the 'surprised face' and is a Sophie classic.
We booked a stop over in Inchon, South Korea...