Interesting ride home today. Cloudy as I pulled out of the parking lot. 20% chance of rain predicted, so I wasn't too concerned, even though some of the clouds were rather dark. I rode quickly though, not wanting to tempt fate. About halfway home it started... a distant rumble of thunder some miles off, then another strike, a little closer off to my right. Then, one off to my left. So far, though, nothing too close; I just pushed the pedals trying to get home. Then another one off to the right. I saw the lightning bolt and it was probably about a mile or so off. Too close for comfort.

So I pulled into a strip mall that has a nice little restaurant- kind of like Subway, but everything in pitas. I call the wife to let her know what's going on, then order dinner, and start chatting with the owner. He asked how far I ride, how much further I have to go, etc. I called my son so he could check the radar for me and he said it looked pretty bad. I checked outside several times and the front seemed stationary. Hmmm....

So I ate my gyro and called my son again and he said the storm was just acting funny; hard to predict. Imad, the guy from the restaurant, volunteers that he lives near me and the restaurant closes at 7 (it was already past that by this point), so, if I wanted he could give me and my bike a ride home in his van. What the heck.... I took him up on it.

He dropped me off in my driveway and left. Nice guy.