Ever feel like a zombie on your way home from work after a long, stressful day? (Actually got a clue what it would feel like to feel like a zombie?) Well, one team at the Idiotarod took a crack at it. I can't quite find a pattern in their costumes, though. There's a soldier, the Statue of Liberty (What? Is there some political satire here?), a Dom Deluise impersonator and two I-don't-know-what, just walking around ex-people.
I think I've actually seen big, sealed cooler boxes on airport luggage carousels labeled as having organs for transplant. You can't trust FedEx for that sort of thing but checked baggage on American Airlines seems to be okay.
There were a few required activities along the race route. In the bottom picture, the zombies become remarkably animated while trying to throw tennis balls through holes in a board about three meters away.
I think I've actually seen big, sealed cooler boxes on airport luggage carousels labeled as having organs for transplant. You can't trust FedEx for that sort of thing but checked baggage on American Airlines seems to be okay.
STL DPB will be on automatic mode the rest of the week. Posts with Idiotarod photos will be uploaded in advance and I won't be able to leave comments. I've got a ton and a half, possibly a ton and three-quarters, of work to do. Friday is a travel day. Fresh posts and comments will resume Saturday night (maybe) or Sunday morning (for sure) our time from Tamarindo, Costa Rica.
