and tequila (not too much…. especially $1 shots! Lost a good few hours to those in Baja California a number of years back!)

travel safe

cheers
Tony

ps read this a few days ago.
(Trans-Africa by Motorcycle: A Fathers Diary. Lawrence Bransby)

“My tiredness fell away, the pinpricks of rain were refreshing, the cool wind in my face invigorating.

The motor cyclist, exposed as he is to the elements, feels each change of mood of the world about him. Not obviously to the same extent that a walker or cyclist does, but enough to make it significant.

When the wind blows it jostles you; rain makes you wet; the sun warms or burns you; you feel the temperature variations at the top and bottom of hills, in the shade of the valley or when a cloud obscures the sun.

The earth breathes its smells on you as you pass: the warmth of the tar, wet earth after rain, a dead animal in the bush, smoke from an open fire; diesel too, the smell of cows and cooking food, passing through a gum plantation.

It makes the world somehow three dimensional and one feels more alive”