it's a bird, it's a plane, no it's... actually a plane.

Got to Sea-Tac this morning around 8 which means I had to wake up at 6... which means I had about 5 hours of sleep... which means this flight to LAX will contain hundreds of yawns. We flew (no pun intended) through security which was a great relief. Security is definitely the worst part of airports besides waiting for your flight. Although sometimes it can be fun to watch for terrorists or unattended luggage...

I picked up the latest issue of the New Yorker to read during the longer flight to London. I usually read Harper's but the New Yorker has an article about the new blockbuster movie Inception which I saw last night so I made an exception. There's also a pretty extensive article about Blagojevich. Interesting guy.

The flight has gogo wifi Internet so I'm actually blogging from somewhere about 33,000 feet up in the sky. I suppose this is a pretty cool feature for business men on longer flights but I can't help but feel a little disgusted with myself for changing my facebook status on an airplane...

Mobile Blogging from here.

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What To Expect:

Just a couple days before the big trip. I've been going over the itinerary and some of the trip details and i'd like to share a bit of that so you'll have an idea of what we're expecting. http://www.bikeswitzerland.com/ is the company we're doing the tour with. They will be providing us with bikes, panniers, and a map, among other things. Generally they have two different routes; there's a 'lite' route and a 'challenge' route. We decided to go on the lite route even though my father would probably love the challenge route which goes through the alps and includes a day of hiking as well. Each day we'll travel about 30 to 40 miles on our bikes, making plenty of stops for photos and food i'm sure.

Some people stay in hotels and have BikeSwitzerland transport their luggage to wherever they may be staying that day. The Funcke family is too badass (or too frugal) to pay for that kind of unnecessary luxury. Everything we need for the 10 day trip will have to fit on the bikes. We'll be doing laundry in public sinks, staying in hostels, and smelling fantastic. I can't wait!

If you want to follow some of the stuff we'll be doing in each city, all you have to do is check the website and click on that city for more information. We're following the lite (red) route.

50 miles to UW and back.

Normally when i bike it's in casual clothes without a helmet and i'm headed just down the street to the place i work at in Fairhaven. Today, though, i ventured down south of Bellingham to my father's condo in Renton and my mother's in Issaquah for a slightly different bicycling experience. My dad decided we need to train for our Switzerland trip where we will bike about 300 miles over 10 days. We biked for 4 hours total (3 hours of biking) and travelled from my dad's condo in Redmond to the University of Washington and back (50 miles). My brother and my dad had their road bikes. I borrowed my brother's mountain bike. If you know squat about bikes you know that mountain bikes absolutely suck for long trips on flat ground. The frames are heavy, the tires are fat and slow, and the shocks add even more weight. Usually when i bike i average 12 mph. Today i averaged 15 on a slow-as-shit bike. I didn't know i had it in me.

When i was young biking was something i did with my brother and sometimes neighborhood friends. There were two incidents that i remember vividly from my childhood biking shenanigans and i will share them with you here:

1. It was a sunny day in Kansas city. I know what you're thinking but it wasn't particularly windy. There was, i'd say, an average amount of wind. I think i was about six years old at the time which would make my brother about three, although i'm really not sure about our ages here... He was tooling around on his little red tricycle and i was rocking an awesome blue bike with training wheels. I love my brother, but when i turned my bicycle around to face him and saw the vacant stare of a three year old, the primal need for dominance and agression boiled to the surface inside of me. I'm not even really sure if i taught him how to play chicken before i ran him over with my bike, but i'll never forget my mother's scolding...

2. Washington: the beautiful State of rain, sun, forests, mountains, coastline, and much more interesting people than in Kansas. A new bike, a steeper driveway, a busier street. I thought it would be great to coast from my driveway across the street to the neighbor's driveway. Ever had those moments when you act upon your first thought or instinct without concerning yourself with the consequences? Of course you have. Well the car didn't exactly hit me... it was more me t-boning the car with my puny bike. Don't worry, just a screaming mother (yah again) and a very concerned motorist.

As i grew older my father tried to make biking a bonding thing for the three of us guys in the family. I'm not really a great 'bonder' so i pretty much gave up biking all together and let my brother go to the bike racing camps at the velodrome and ride the Seattle To Portland (STP) with my dad. I'd deserted biking so thoroughly that the bike i took to college freshman year stayed chained to the front of my dorm from the first day i moved in to the day i moved out. Now, for some reason, i seem to be getting back into biking a bit. I've biked down to McKay's for some company and some beer. I always bike to work (it's only .8 miles away...). And sometimes, on occasion, i just feel like biking for fun. My lower body is pretty messed up from running track and cross country in high school and biking is easier on my knees. It's also a great form of transportation, especially in a smaller town like Bellingham. But the thing that really gets me about biking is the wind on my face as i stand on the pedals of a bike and fly down a hill into the Bellingham sunset....

So i'm really looking forward to biking across Switzerland. I've never been to Europe and i think a bike tour will be a great way to experience it.

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