Al and Senada

The first thing Al and Senada offered me was a beer. Senada got the room ready, and Al and I sat on the deck drinking Heineken. When the room was done, Senada joined us with a beer of her own. We sat and talked and talked, and they were both interested and interesting. Like sitting with old friends, Senada is jovial and direct, and Al is dry and witty. (Al showed me a great joke I'll share with my Polish friends and relatives back home.)
In the morning we ate breakfast together. Senada cooked steak, two types of quiche, and crepes. We had fresh tomatoes from the garden, and mango and blueberry juices. To top it off, streudel with whipped cream. The best meal of my trip, with the best of hosts.
After breakfast, as Senada was running in and out of the house trying different batteries in her camera, Al and I chatted some more, and I repaired a flat on my rear tire. I ultimately hated to leave, but needed to get through Minneapolis and St. Paul. Senada finally got her camera working. She snapped pictures of me as I was leaving, and I happily obliged to giving her action shots by riding up the street the wrong way, turning around, and riding by. This took two tries before we got it coordinated.
Al and Senada- Thanks again for everything. I hope that our paths might cross again.