Beauce

We're here. Waiting for the buffet to fight, and I'm ready to fire off some bullets. Hell hath no fury like a hungry skinny kid. And yes I realize there are excessive amounts of these folks around, but I'm a confident individual. Excitement is in the air here at the Georgetown, quite nice and posh for a bunch of dirty bicycle racers. I've been saying my hellos and shaking some hands, but am sitting down now. I'll be spending plenty of energy later - gotta conserve for now. Wicked.