Here I sit alone in the small foyer of our adjoining rooms, the only wi-fi hot spot in our home of 8 days. Luckily I have my warm (no ice or fridge) sauvignon blanc that Vann so lovingly procured. Snores surround me.
|J.R.R. Tolkien honeymooned here in 1916!|
We're staying at THE Plough and Harrow, and I do mean THE. This was THE place!-- Back in the 1800s that is. Today we figured out the plumbing.
|HA HA! Actually, this was in fact the posh potty in the gruesome Tower of London.|
The plumbing is quite tricky here though.
We're here because I have a son who deserves it.
We're here because he's earned it.
We're here because he's willing to give it his all.
|William Parker and Coleman Habib:|
representing Felt Bikes and the USA!
Today was first practice. I won't lie. The track is tough, and the first straight has William worried. He's not the only one though. There were multiple wrecks coming off the first jump. William did wreck in practice today, but his only injury was a little blood and dirt on his coveted USA jersey. THAT's what mattered to him, but a little soap and scrubbing in the hotel sink had it good as new.
Tomorrow's practice promises good things. William knows how to dial in a track, and he has a plan. I can hardly wait for him to take on the World on Thursday. GO USA!!
*From "England Swings" by Roger Miller