Race bikes in Belgium? What was initially an off handed comment to my grandmother has turned into an adventure in fitness and the unknown. Every year Bobontje (French/Flemish West Flanders slang for Grandma) heads back to Oostende, Belgium to spend a month or so with her sister. A couple months ago I told her in a half meaning way that I'd meet her there this year. After the impulsive notion got an endorsement from my wife, Janine - I now have a ticket to Brussels for August 19th returning August 30. And by the way, I'm going to race in two races when I'm there. Whether I get dropped - hang on - or do well, this blog is the record of my trip there and the story of my 2 Days in Belgium.
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The Indignity of Getting a Ticket
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