Barley slept last night, after 2 days of procastination I was itching to get going. I had reserved a spot on the shuttle bus to the airport and was assured space for my bike box, it was a big bus with tons of luggage space at the back. I stand waiting at reception and see this small minibus turn up.

The driver gets out and says the main bus has an engine problem so this is the replacement one. He then looks at my box and says “That ain’t fitting” in his manc accent. I plead with him to try and to my relief it does fit in the back, however the other passengers now have to put their luggage on their laps. I apologise profusely but one wise guy remarks “They sell bikes in America you know”.

Arrived at the airport, bag an bike check-in is swift and the plane is on time, things are improving. Nice flight to Atlanta and my bike and bag arrived with me. I got grilled at immigration and the guy was not happy I had no print out evidence for my return flight. He also questioned me hard about cash saying I don’t have enough for the length of my stay! I explained I top my travel card up as and when for security reasons rather than load 3 months worth of money on.

He eventually lets me through and I wipe the sweat from my brow. My stuff was then rechecked for my final short flight to Newport News, VA. I finally arrived to a very humid Virginia and was ecstatic when my stuff turned up again. Had a great taxi driver from Keeeeentucky who took me to the motel.

Halfway through rebuild

I had to check my bike was ok so tore open the boxing, to my horror edinburgh cycles had done WAY more dismantling than they had said, literally the whole bike was in pieces. Sleep now, going to be a nasty job putting that together.

17 Replies to “Flying”

  1. Love the blog!! So happy you’ve arrived safely and we’re all thinking of you – more messages to follow this evening from Bradley. Remember to wear your bike helmet and keep away from those American Ladies – they love English Boys!! – Helen, Dad, Bradley and Wills… xxx

  2. Nice to see they let you in, but cant blame them for giving you a grilling,first look at you and I would to!.
    Med weather, 21 C so that means BBQ Friday/Sat night , Diving Sun. Trouble is unlike you work Mon.
    Enjoy the bike ride.

  3. Welcome to the states good buddy.So ya finally made it,nice to know that they sell bikes in the states .Hope you remembered to fit the seat on your bike,although it could make for an entertaining journey.take it easy.

  4. “They sell bikes in America you know” – Absolute douche! Glad to hear everything went ok getting over there. Hope putting it together goes ok, probably why they didnt charge you the right amount haha!

  5. Randall this is becoming my default homepage, so get updating. Glad to hear your all sorted…did you take jeans in the end? ha!

    There’s no way I’m getting into yank! I’m going to get a big grillin’…and I’ll probably buckle.

    Keep safe lad.

  6. Miracle your bike got there at all! I heard of a guy who had bought a Colnago C50 and BA lost it. They would only pay comp per pound, so if he had bought a heap weighing a ton, he’d have got more money than for his dream bike. Glad yours got there and they let you in -good luck, looking forward to the next post! As a former racing bicyclist person, I can safely say I’m jealous, but glad I’m not doing it, too!

  7. Whilst you’re in Kentucky, get some of the Colonel’s finest and let us know whether it’s better than the chicken we get back here.

    Much love, and ride strong my friend.

  8. hello Ryan I have got past the part on fallout three that I was stuck on.
    What is it like in America.
    At school when I was playing football I tripped and landed on my thumb now it is bruised and it really hurts.

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