The left behinds

Seems I have been doing a lot of traveling the past 6 weeks. Holland the end of April beginning of May, Reno, NV for the Californios, clinics in Pryor, OK (during all those tornados) and Spokane, WA (it was really cold the first few days) and now Germany for MBS Foundation training.

Along the way it seems I have become forgetful of what I had with me when I got on the plane. Following me on Facebook is like following the trail of the missing. I left my Musto Riding Coat on the plane in LA but I got to sit across from Andy Schleck (Tour de France 2nd place winner for 2009 and 2010) on the flight from LA to Reno. Got my coat shipped back to me by FedEx as they did find it on the plane and it got turned in.

On the flight to Munich I left my travel hula hoop in the overhead bin. Last year in Feb I left my Kindle in the seat pocket on the flight to Munich but I was flying a different airline. I got my Kindle back but I don't think I will be so successful with my hula hoop. The man at the counter seemed entirely disinterested in helping me. I will check again when I fly out to see if someone found it. Unfortunately even if the bin is open you can't see it because the bin drops down and the hoop fits below eye level. I guess this means my hula hoop is on its own adventure. Wonder how many countries it will visit before being discovered as a stow-a-way.

My friend Linda was with me in Reno for the coat drama. It was so cold we had to go to the store and purchase a new coat. I got 2 and love the SmartWool jacket I got. The other is great too, kind of like Carhart but different brand and is salmon colored with a brown polar fleece lining. OK so it was a good excuse to go clothes shopping.

When Linda heard about my hula hoop she decided to write lyrics for me. Here it is:

To the tune of Leaving on a Jet Plane:

All my bags are packed,

but where do they go?

I left them in San Francisco

in the overhead bin, left them there inside.

I made my connecting flight and then,

it hit me what was in the bin:

everything I use to teach and ride.

Left my stuff on a jet plane

Don't know why I forgot again....

Ned is quacking in his travel bag that I might forget him too. But I told him not to worry. He goes inside the bags so he will be fine.

Photo caption: Ned and I having a drink in Bad Tolz with friends.