All of these certainly apply to the trip. We are two clumsy, stupid people about to laboriously and slowly lug ourselves, gear, and bikes on an arduous journey. Come schlep with us.
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One friend mired in med school, the other about to begin the rest of his life. Both wanted to go on an adventure. Both wanted to bike. Many arguments later, The Greatest Schlep was born. Keep track of us as we schlep from Prague to Athens.
Schlep - 1. Elizabeth Dilorenzo -to get drunk and dance around clumsily at your good friends wedding while your boyfriend is vigorously biking through Europe. 2. tbd based upon future blog updates/antidotes
ReplyDeleteGood luck Steve and friend, have a blast!!
I'll be waiting for you on Proctor terrace upon your return with two icy cold Wolavers. Love, your little pony.
ReplyDeleteOn the greatest schlep, will you meet the biggest schnorrs?
ReplyDeleteBiggest Chester says a schlep is like walking across a depressing Wal-Mart parking lot on a sweltering mid-summer afternoon ,with everyone else at the beach, lugging bags full of detergent and Depends watching a teenager with terminal acne gather up the shopping carts.
ReplyDeleteMom Chester said...
ReplyDeleteShlepping is driving from Ct. to New Jersey in lots of traffic, in the rain. It was the start of the greatest schlep.