Today we continued riding Southwest along Lake Erie to Cleveland. It was remarkably easy to get into the city on the lake. There is a nice lakefront path that ends in the Cleveland Browns stadium and the Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame. Before that we rode through some incredibly high end suburbs along the lake with huge estates facing the water.
What with burning extra calories and all, I’ve been sampling lots of diners for breakfast. Today was a stereotype; the cook was in the back of the counter shouting insults to the patrons (us), I think with tongue in cheek. The waitress threw the menus on the table, came back in 30 seconds and, when we weren’t ready to order, rolled her eyes and muttered “I don’t have time for this …” I guess this is a good business plan.