Went to gas up the bike this morning. Just gas it up, no scenic routes home or whatever.
Ha! Famous last words...
The gas station is 2.7km away from home. Round trip of 5.4km, yes?
No actually, not this time anyway. Turned out to be 120km...
After filling up, it seemed that a minor deviation from the direct route home was called for - maybe 20 - 30km. But then I got to Whatawhata and since it was still early, decided that a little skittter over the hill to Raglan wouldn't go amiss. Which is how I ended up covering that 120km.
So I got home with most of the newly purchased gas already burned up.
Still. I felt better for the trip. On the back of that bike is one of the few places in the world where I feel like I belong.
Better go fill up again soon.
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