Wanna ride Belleville?
All the Francophilia in the air had me wondering: Where the hell is Belleville, and how can I get my calves to look like two little baby butts?
It turns out there is a real Belleville on this side of the pond, and it's down by St. Louis. They even have a bicycle tour, scheduled for tomorrow -- although I note with disgust that alcohol is prohibited, and no mention of egg-beater calf massages.
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