While in the parking lot getting ready to leave, a fellow rider, although he pulled up in a car, started talking to me about my bike. He rode a Triumph (more comfortable than a Harley-Davidson), but liked my BMW. When he found out I was from Chicago, he lamented about how bad the traffic was there. He told me about the time he was going through Chicago after leaving the Studebaker museum in South Bend, IN (which I told is where I grew up) and it took him 4 hours to get through the city. I told him that is why I normally ride a bicycle.
I was then on my way to my friend Mike's place Toronto. I never realized how big the Toronto metropolitan area is, nor how bad traffic could be. After a nice dinner with his family, we then hung out and watch the Rangers finally win a game.
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awesome!
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