Chicago

Bob's a ramblin' man. Before he could recover fully from jet lag, Bone Marrow Bob was in the air again. This time, back to Chicago. Always a good time but no pictures because he was travelin' light.He enjoyed the evening with old friends and art openings and the food film fest.The next day was spent trying to navigate around the slower runners in the race for the cure that had all the streets(important ones, anyway) closed. How is a Surfer dude supposed to get to the Art Institute? Fall is in the air from Chicago to Ft Worth and it happened over night.

The Hills are Alive

Surfer Bob took some time off from marrow runs to enjoy a hiking trip in Bavaria and Tyrol. I would like to say it was for R and R but hiking 6 hours a day does not constitute as rest. Fun never the less and he did not have to exert himself if he didn't want to. Some days he took easier hikes than climbing straight up 3000 feet. After such climbs, Bob was rewarded at Das Kransbach with its many saunas and heated pools. The breakfast buffet was one of the all time greats! The views were straight out of "The Sound Of Music" and it was hard to keep from bursting into song while twirling around the hidden valleys and meadows. Use your imagination.

M-I-A-M-i

I will take the Miami marrow any day. Life is a day at the beach. Catch a wave and you're sittin on top of the world. Me and Julio down by Ocean Drive. Ok enough with the cliches and word play on song lyrics. What better way to spend the last days of summer. The marrow was delivered time for a mojito and the beach. My new best friend, Julio, mixes a nice mint libation. Surfer Bob was a happy camper.