I’m sitting at my desk and all of a sudden my mind is thinking about traveling. San Francisco to Costa Rica, Bali, South America or Asia. All these amazing places to see and experience. That’s the problem when you have had a taste of travel. You want more, you need more. I think it’s worse the older you get. Knowing time is not on your side.
So at the moment my travel is limited to the daily commute to and from work on my trusty secteur comp. Sixteen miles round trip and keeping me in shape. Trying to beat my best time of twenty eight minutes traffic lights permitting and avoiding the cars, buses, lorries, motorcycles and other cyclists oh and not forgetting the human race trying to jump out in front of me. The weather in the main has been amazing for London but having said that I did get a proper soaking wet the other day when the heaving opened up.
Well I better get on my doing something.
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