After the football we all walked up to St. Mark's Place for some more healthy fried food. We all headed to Crif Dogs stopping off at a very nice bar called Bua on the way (mainly to use their loos). Crif Dogs was really busy, and as we walked in a group of Americans walked out dressed up as George Washington singing 'Oh when the Saints'... it was quite bizarre.
After we'd had out fill of deep fried bacon wrapped sausages we all went our seperate ways, but as we were saying our farewells we heard a commotion making it's way up 1st Avenue and then all of a sudden a mass of naked cyclists started passing by!
It was the Annual NYC Naked Bicycle Ride and quite a sight to behold. Some people had gone to whole hog and were completely starkers, some were wearing shorts (saving them from saddle sore I suppose), some were wearing body paint, and I think some were just cyclists who happened to get caught up in the fun.It's strange, I thought it was a scorcher of a day but it looked like some of the cyclists were a little chilly!
There were naked cyclists on the A4 near our house on Saturday too!
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