Brains and bikes.

I kind of geeked out in England.  Kind of actually meaning big time.  As if an early morning visit to Cambridge wasn't enough, I *may* have also strolled Oxford's cobbled streets.

What is it with bikes and brains?  There has to be some explanation that goes beyond the obvious.  Is it more conducive to keeping an open mind?  Do big-brains need more air?

Hmmm...

I loved it.  Even the rain.