being in galveston, tx, is A-W-E-S-O-M-E. living in the fema camp is pretty posh as it turns out. i share a large, air-conditioned tent with 9 other women. we have an internet cafe and a fitness tent, clean, portable showers, & people cook for us morning and night. the biggest downside is that if you use the same porta-potty repeatedly (as most seem naturally inclined to do), you start to recognize...anyway, the living setup is great.
work itself is pretty fab. i share space with red cross workers, southern baptist conference, salvation army, and so on. i have spent the past three days on red cross ERVs (emergency response vehicles) - and the salvation army equivalent - distributing hot meals, cold drinks, and toys to families throughout galveston. it's very rewarding work. with joseph and vince (texas), des and jeanne (canada), tirtza (california), and martin (mexico), we're at 1500 meals and counting.
basically, my life rules this week. i am back with the beloved wolf 5, which feels like christmas came early. i could go on...or just leave it at: love to all. blah. blah. blah.
You may ask yourself, "How did I get here?". - I'm going to tell you all about L'Eroica California in painstaking detail: Just not now. I will say though that I've given a lot to cycling over the years...