One of our office colleagues is off with her husband on a seven month trip around Australia by caravan, joining what is known locally as the “Grey Nomads”: people of retirement age who roam the country in RVs or with caravans or campervans. Australia is a terrific place to do that.
Anyway we had a little gathering yesterday to see her off and wish her well at which it was casually mentioned that Monday was a holiday. Labour Day in WA. Surprise to me. My first thought was “Damn, if I had known I could have planned something”. But my bike is on its way to Sydney, and I have to sort out and pack the necessities for the trip, as well as do the usual housework and laundry. A short week will be well received anyway.
Even though there were times I did not ride the bike for a couple of weeks at a time, now that it is gone and I have no option, there is a little empty spot that niggles now and then. I miss my bike.