ELEVEN DAYS (AGAIN!)

ROAD WARRIOR

Following is a partial quote. and I found it HERE. You may find it HERE TOO!

From:
Your Humble Road Warrior (that's Jinx)

If you do not know how to be patient, how to care, how to use loving speech, you cannot help other people to change. But if we have the energy of compassion and loving kindness in us, the people around us will be influenced by our way of being and living. ~ Thich Nhat Hanh

THE ELEVENTH DAY

(Not to be confused with
"The Eleventh hour" --grin!)

Wednesday began for me too early--and I suspect I am not alone in that regard. However, I got my scooter serviced. The people at Suzuki Motorcycle in Richmond, VA were just SO nice, considering I was an hour late for my appointment. I drove all OVER Richmond again--got completely lost. Not all my fault. Some street signs there are turned to make it impossible to know which is what...street-wise.

So Alix on phone gave me good advice: "Use the damn GPS which you bought for this trip, Steve!" I mean she thinks like a Rocket Scientist! Right? I called Alix (still do call her) my "Trip-Sponsor" because she has been THERE, and done most of THAT! I have great respect and admiration for her and for Jinx, and I know God will take care of them in all their ventures and in their lives.

I was on the way scootering (should I say "scooting"?) to Charlotte NC, when I repeatedly slipped into "coma" mode and my driving--riding--was becoming erratic--NOT erotic, guys! (See, I know you Peeps, well--SOME of you.) When I unknowingly slipped into the fast lane (in front of a fuel truck), the driver angrily--he HAD to be angry!--shot me a few blasts of air, via his horn. That frightened me enough, that I was shaking. Right then I pulled off the road to hide myself in a motel, lick a few wounds, and read some literature on blogspot.

People in town (Creedmoor) were very nice to me, as I was not riding well, so to speak. one after another just waited while I decided whether to stop "or get off the pot" and make my move--TURN!

My socks I will throw out--it's one less pair to wash! They sort of got tore up when I put my foot out--first one, then the other--to keep my scooter from climbing over a concrete curb onto a grassy knoll, and into a culvert, also concrete-lined. To shorten this...it was an interesting part of my trip-today, Wednesday September 2. Hot shower will help sore muscles.

Found the BEST greasy chicken spot, called "Chicken and Biscuits". Lots of cars around the restaurant, always a good sign, unless the restaurant manager is also selling used cars. Ya Never know! The chicken WAS good, and the biscuits, better than at Cracker Barrel, no sugar-taste, and no butter-loaded innards.

I can just see some of my "veggie" peeps, picturing me as having a short-lived time on earth. They do not know I was a spectator at Lincoln's inaugural address.

But Alix ("her" again!) says to go easy on the dripping grease in food, in order to be more alert during the "ride". I'll take that advice, as I DO listen when more experienced peeps tell me things. So tomorrow will be banana and maybe a couple spoons of CHEERIOS! I know--carbs, right?

Sure, PG has told me these things...but am I alone one who "hears" what others offer as advice, while deafness sometimes reigns at home, especially when suggestions for a healthy life are forthcoming? "We Think Not"!!!

Hey I did not mean for this blog to be "Food News You Cannot Use" but what is...IS!

Good night peeps, from your "on-the-road" (Second Road? Maybe!) scooter-guy

Peace.
Love.
Let's stay clean and sober today. And maybe throw in a prayer for
Steve (I'll pray for all of you, too!)