The Baby Was Pushed From the Regina

We skipped Moose Jaw today and went directly to Regina instead. That's 250km of cycling. We averaged at about 35km/hr because the wind was at our back the entire day. It was such an easy freaking day. I doubt it will get this easy again.

We're staying in the basement of an elderly gentleman's daughter's place here in Regina. They're really friendly and hospitable. There's even a foosball table in the basement if we want to play it (but I don't because foosball is for chumps).

The city itself is beautiful and is a cake to navigate. Stunning old houses relentlessly caught our gazes as we cycled into the city centre - the distraction was probably rather dangerous.

For dinner we went to a place called the Slow Pub. I had a jerk chicken pizza that ranked amongst the best pizzas I've ever had. The restaurant also happened to be a microbrewery and so I had a stout called Snow Bunny. It was a strong, creamy, chocolaty stout with caramel flavors and a lingering finish. It's the best beer I've had on the trip so far and it's from Saskatchewan. Who knew?

After dinner we went to the Safeway to find dessert. I bought a pecan pie and ate most of it myself. It was 420 calories per sixth of the  pie and I ate the quarters of it. Delicious. Pecan pie is delicious. Sugar is delicious. Delicious is delicious. I'm tired and probably delicious. Delicious...zzzzzz...