I was woken up by a small child at some early hour of the morning. I had been getting up early lately, but not due to children. Ken was going to work a half-day at the music shop repairing instruments, which was perfect for me. I tagged along and brought my bike. I spent four hours tearing my bike apart and doing all the maintenance that was necessary.
I needed a new chain for my bike so Ken took me around Lafayette, LA looking for one. I am a very brand loyal person when it comes to things that I like and know work well. A bike chain is one of those things. The first shop didn’t have what I was looking for, but did set me up with a free tube and pair of socks. Thanks to Lisa at Capitol Cyclery in Lafayette, LA. The second bike shop in town didn’t have the exact chain I was looking for either, but I had to settle on one, lest I made my friend drive me all over Louisiana to find a bike chain.
In the evening I was treated to a down home crawfish boil. I had been looking forward to crawfish for a long time. The last couple of times I was in Louisiana hadn’t been during crawfish season. I managed five pounds of crawfish, but just barely. Ken had been treating me to the best of Cajun cuisine: muffalletta, shrimp po' boys and boudin. Ken and I spent another night having beers and reminiscing about old times.