Today held another frosty morning followed by gorgeous cycling
weather. Near the Appalachiacola River is a state prison, near which I
saw a couple of tough-looking guards on horseback with rifles slung
over their shoulders, overseeing a chain gang of inmates laboring in a
field. The guards conjured images of the movie "Hot Fuzz", but were
polite enough to wave to me as I rolled by. Crossing the river, I
entered the Eastern time zone, making for the fourth time change of my
trip; that's almost one time change a week, which gets confusing
enough to give a cyclist jetlag! Entering Tallahassee near sunset, I
crested a hill to a vista of the state capital building rising white
and square above the surrounding forest, which conjured up memories of
the summer I spent here at Florida State University as an undergrad
intern 13 years ago; nostalgia. Unfortunately, the friends I made that
summer are no longer here, but happily I have the chance to visit one
of them, Haichuan, at his home near Tampa next week.
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