I got a beep from behind in construction traffic from a fish delivery box truck. A block down the road, two lanes over, I called over from the left turn lane "hey what's the rush?" He waved and called out "You've got the right idea!" I brightened up and waved back. It was a nice thing.
Not really an on the road driver interaction -- but today, my boss, with whom I had an unfortunate string of falling-outs this year, cheerfully asked about my riding, if I were still at it in this "heat."
We had a really very delightful chat there with the secretaries that ended with him considering riding in this summer. Glad to be on better terms now-- it was like closure. Very cool.
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The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets. Christopher Morley