Time Zero

Day 1 is complete.  


Orientation has been a whirlwind so far.  When I arrived in Nags Head at about 3pm today the church was full of bikes, bike parts, luggage, and strangers.  (P.S. it is totally weird to see a room full of 32 bikes that look just like yours.)  Had to say one more goodbye to my awesome sister who drove me all the way out here (I'm so sick of goodbyes) and then came the awkward waiting-for-something-to-happen part.  It's like the first day of elementary school when you keep rearranging your markers and colored pencils for no apparent reason because you want to look busy so nobody thinks you're a loser.  


There is nothing more deliciously awkward than introducing yourself to someone you have stalked on Facebook for months...which pretty much every single one of us had done before we got here and met. One of my fellow riders told me her little sister went stalking through our trip roster and found me and told her "Brooke Organ looks nice."  Haha, I guess that's a compliment?  I'll take it. 


After our dinner of pizza, baked beans, cole slaw, hush puppies, and a random assortment of fruit (Fradley, there's no way you survive this trip) we walked out to the dunes.  If you have never been to the Outer Banks, and you think you've seen a sand dune...you have not.  These monsters are ridiculous.  It was dark when we went, but I'm going to try to get a picture tomorrow and post it.


We strongly considered walking to the bar across the street after we played on the dunes for a while, but everyone chickened out.  Nobody wants to seem like a lush on the first day...we'll go tomorrow.


I did successfully attach my flying Carl Crawford to Captain Ron as a hood ornament.  Pictures tomorrow.  twitter.com/breezytb


So that's pretty much it, just trying to get acclimated and used to this new life I'll have for the next 69 days.  I must say, the Therm-a-rest is not disappointing so far.  I'm gonna crash on this little bad boy right now.  


I miss you guys and I'm thinking about you :)
Brooke