I am back in the land of normal oxygen levels, and it's quite nice to not feel like passing out after running up the stairs. Overall the trip was good: I made new friends (who are going to teach me how to surf, allegedly), got some altitude workouts in which should prove useful in upcoming races, and got to catch up with old friends. Sadly, my overall impression of the trip was ruined by some shitty people in the last couple days. It baffles me that grown-up adult people (think ten+ years older than me) can act like such juvenile a-holes. Jerks.
Anywho, here are a couple of pictures of the fun times:
My old friend Andy. He's small. He eats chips in helmet boxes.
The view along the bike path on one of my road rides. Saw marmots and chipmunks.