Stephen, Jeff's Freewheel colleague/biking buddy, and his girlfriend Melissa drove off tonight in the trusty old Jeep Cherokee that
I hope Stephen and Melissa get another 10 years out of it; they ought to, since it barely had 100,000 miles on the odometer, and in spite of its slightly beat-up exterior, we kept up with regular maintenance and check-ups at the mechanic's.
Now, we just need to figure out what to do with all the other forms of transportation we've got lurking in the garage; between the two of us, Jeff and I have approximately 11 bicycles -- 13 if you count the two we have stored at the pretty stone house behind the old chappelle in Penboch, south-west of Vannes. One thing's for sure: they're not all coming with us. (Don't tell Jeff, though.)