October 6, 2019
Toro
Taking stock, part 3
We knew it couldn’t last. After an impressive five AFD (adversity free day) streak, we knew we were pushing our luck. We almost made it through the day cleanly, but fouled ourselves at the last minute.
#8. In a lifetime first, Team Anderson locks itself out of its hotel on the way to dinner this evening. We had been given a code for the keypad for the hotel entryway when we registered, but left it in the room.
We know we have a problem on our hands as soon as we close the hotel door and it locks behind us. We buzz the hotel, but the staff are gone for the evening. We call the emergency number posted on the door, but no one answers. Later, we discover that the posted emergency number is incorrect. Screwed.
With nothing else to be done at the moment, we go out to dinner. Over our meal we call the hotel several times, without success. We resign ourselves to the situation and decide to book into a different hotel for the night rather than sleep in the plaza. We hate to book ourselves into a second room for the night but console ourselves with a simple calculation. We have probably stayed in at least a thousand lodgings by now, but have never done this to ourselves. Amortizing the cost of a wasted one night stay over a thousand others, we regard this as a stupidity tax of roughly six cents per night. Hardly painful at all, if you think about it the right way.
We walk down the street a few blocks to the nearest hotel, and try to check in. Yes, they have rooms. No, they can’t let one to us without seeing our passports, which are unfortunately securely stored in our hotel room. Doubly screwed.
After a few iterations about this and our situation, the hotel clerk gradually understands our predicament. She calls up a person at our hotel, who she perhaps knows personally; explains the situation, and then receives and writes down for us the door access code.
The moral: if you’re going to lock yourself out of your hotel room for the night, don’t forget to take your passports with you. And maybe a toothbrush.
Lucky again, and another crisis averted. Still, it was stressful enough to count as an adversity, so we’re starting over.
Today’s ride
We seem to be stuck in a bit of a rut lately, but it’s a nice rut to be stuck in. For three straight days our rides have been technically similar: 42 miles, plus or minus a mile; fairly level terrain with only a thousand feet of elevation gain, give or take a few hundred feet; smooth, quiet roads, give or take a mile or two of dirt; and awesomely comfortable weather. Tomorrow looks to be much the same. Ho, hum.
So, not much need for a narrative, because you’ve heard it all before. The pictures are different though, so you could look at those. And there’s video too!
In case you missed it in yesterday’s post, there’s also video there you could scroll back to and check out. It was posted late, after the early edition, so you might have missed it.
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Video sound track: Hotel California, in Spanish, by the Gypsy Kings
In Toro
We’ll be here for two nights and will take a longer look tomorrow, but our first impressions are very positive. Nothing to complain about here, as long as you don’t lock yourself out of your room.
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Ride stats today: 41 miles. 1,300’; for the tour: 424 miles, 20,400’
Today's ride: 41 miles (66 km)
Total: 426 miles (686 km)
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Stressful, yes, but you put a great spin on it with the 'modest stupidity tax' angle. And then you discovered the magic of local connections. How fortunate that the people at hotel no. 2 knew the right number to call to get the entry code!
So, the error was free and provided your readers with a smile or two.
Adversity transformed by creativity and kindness!
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Even so, it was still an exciting story. I was reading it out loud to The Feeshko and we felt so bad for you having to pay for a second hotel room. And then we read the no passport part. What are Scott and Rocky gonna do? And then the happy conclusion.
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