You know I just sort of naturally wake up @ 5 AM if left to my own devices. That fact helped a lot when I set my alarm for 3:30 AM -- though I realized the food service the early shift would require me to get up even earlier than that!
Opening ceremonies were brief and inspiring. It was really amazing to watch all the riders head out. So many funny costumes and getups . . . though the practical midwesternerner in me kept thinking wow that boa or all those feathers are going to cause too much drag. Maybe they ditch all the finery when they get to the first big hill!
Something unexpected and very charming is all the parent roadies. Lots of riders have their parents along as roadies. I witnessed one of my fellow food service roadies Mary warmly greet her rider son Geoff when he made it to camp. Even cranky ol' moi was touched.
Dinner was an interesting affair. I had a later shift so things were already in full swing by the time I got there. Penne pasta, meatballs, chicken parm. We have been told to carefully control the portions we hand out which becomes the main source of conflict with the riders. They are allowed to go through the line as much as they want but only get 2 meatballs and one big or 2 small chickens pieces at a time. Despite these minor conflicts dinner was great. I collapsed into my tent almost right after!
Dinner Theme Pix: 1st night's theme Funny Hats Here's a pic of my fav hat, the chicken hat!
And here's one of our fearless leaders Randy looking quite chic in his hat:
Here is our other fearless leader Claire and a few more funny hats. (Yours truly just wore his Belgian soccer hat)
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