Whenever we ride to New Egypt we go to the same place for a break. It looks like a fish tank and inside it's steamy in the winter. The coffee ranges from good to hot water. The muffins are either worthy or sticky.
New Egypt is changing from a rural outpost to what Chris calls "New Brooklyn."
Here's a picture of our rest stop from the outside. Most of us never remember the name. This week's prize goes to Cheryl for calling it "Taster's Choice." Y'know, that horrible ground coffee in a glass jar you get at the supermarket?
Here's a view of the inside. This was the first time the windows weren't fogged up, but it was still warm enough in there that a few people felt the need to strip. From left to right: Mike M., Gen, Chris, Mike B., Cheryl, and Al.
Cheryl, the Mikes, and I went for a short one on Monday. I stopped for pictures of one of my favorite roads, Woosamonsa.
Yesterday Jack and I went to visit Nora and Sharon in Brooklyn. Here's sunset from the B Train:
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